Chapter 40: So, have you got 90 thousand yet?
Chapter 40: Chapter 40: So, have you got 90 thousand yet?
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“Of course!” The servant said enthusiastically, “Apart from the minced meat, is there anything else Miss Clark needs? I can buy it all together for you.” “No, that’s fine, just the minced meat is enough.” Enna didn’t understand what the excitement was about.
“I’ll go right away.” With that, she darted off like the wind towards the meat section.
Enna didn’t overthink it and just turned towards the vegetable section. She picked out two fresh tomatoes and chose a piece of winter melon, ready to check out.
“Ding-a-ling…” Suddenly, her phone rang.
Enna put the vegetable basket aside, took out her phone, saw the incoming call number, and her relaxed expression faded completely away.
“Hello?”
“Enna,” the voice of Michelle Lewis came from the other side of the earpiece, eager to ask, “How did it go, did you get the 90 thousand?”
“No. I didn’t…”
Before she could finish, Michelle’s voice rose sharply, “What? Is it because Jacob Clark won’t give you the money? That scumbag is so rich, and he’s not even willing to give you 90 thousand, my sister was blind back then when she was deceived by this kind of guy.”
She kept calling him a scumbag, not caring at all that the man she was trashing was her own niece’s father.
Without waiting for Enna to speak, she changed her tone and accused her,
“Enna, did you not talk to your dad properly?”
“Auntie, it’s not dad’s obligation to give me that much money.” Enna felt a bit drained.
“Why isn’t it? He gave birth to you, he should be responsible for you! If he’s making money, it shouldn’t be spent on you; who should it be spent on? Or does he want to take it with him into his coffin after he dies?”
Enna couldn’t bear hearing such malicious words and rebuked coldly, “Auntie!”
“What are you yelling at me for? I’m telling the truth. Just look at Jasmine Clark, wearing gold and silver every day and being picked up and dropped off by luxury cars. Look at yourself – going abroad alone and all gloomy, he doesn’t care about you besides sending you some living expenses. Even that small amount wouldn’t be enough to survive with in our country, let alone foreign ones. Does he think he’s throwing money at a beggar?”
Enna wanted to loudly tell her that she was not the same as Jasmine Clark, the rightful heiress of the Clark family, whose lives were utterly different from their births. But as the words reached her lips, she swallowed them with a bitter taste.
Michelle Lewis was still incessantly complaining on the other end of the phone.
Enna took a deep breath, clenched her fists, and interrupted her, “Auntie, it’s not that I don’t want to help you, I can’t help you. You’ll have to think of another way.”
As soon as she heard Enna wouldn’t help her anymore, Michelle burst into tears immediately, “Enna, you can’t just let me go. If you don’t help me, I really won’t be able to live.”
“But I don’t have any money!”
“If even you can’t figure it out, I’ll have to use the money Grandpa set aside for his medicine…”
Enna’s temples throbbed violently, and through clenched teeth, she said, “I still have 15 thousand in my card, I’ll give it all to you. But don’t touch Grandpa’s medicine money.”
15 thousand? She’s really poor… Michelle knew that nothing more could be squeezed out of her, so she pursed her lips reluctantly, “Alright, you transfer it to me, and I’ll make do temporarily. But Enna, you have to keep thinking of ways for me to get more.”
“I know.” Enna didn’t want to deal with her for another second and quickly hung up the phone.
After hanging up, Enna stood in place for a while, found Michelle’s bank account number, and transferred all her savings from the past two years! Only when she received the text message notification from the bank did she purse her lips tightly and throw her phone back into her bag. Picking up her selected vegetables again, she headed towards the checkout counter….