“That’s good. Listen carefully, Dad. I’ve about seventy million in my Mom’s bank account. When you get the chance, retrieve it as soon as you can. The amount should be enough for a comfortable retirement.”

“Where did you get the money from?” Taylor was flabbergasted.

“You don’t have to worry about that,” Sharon murmured. “The card is hidden in the pillow in my room and the password is Mom’s birthday. That’s all for now. I’m going to hang up.”

Upon noticing that the phone call was about to span a minute, Sharon rushed to complete her agenda for the phone call. Just as she was about to hang up, Taylor anxiously yelled, “Hold on!”

“What’s wrong?” Sharon asked.

“When is your Mom’s birthday?” Taylor enquired feebly.

 

“I can’t believe you. You truly are a heartless man. How could you forget her birthday?” Sharon was beyond disappointed.

Despite her callous personality, Sharon’s mom was her Achilles heel.

 

that never stopped her from going to great lengths when it came to Sharon’s upbringing. She

her mother down. Hence, she was strictly unable to tolerate anyone who did her mother

me. My memory’s failing me these days,” Taylor endeavors to defend himself. “I can’t even recall your sister’s

a brusque manner, she angrily

I’ll

had adopted a much more docile tone when conversing with Sharon. It sounded raspy and aged, different from the alluring man he once

“Is Cynthia dead?”

being wiretapped. If the police really wanted to bug her phone call, anything longer than a minute would be able

“Yes…”

mention of Cynthia’s demise, Taylor’s voice

died at the hands of the poison

teeth. “That nasty b*tch deserved to die. Who asked

about her like that. She’s your sister.” Taylor struggled to tell her off in

“That’s no sister of mine. Years ago, when my mom passed on, I already found it unusual. Now that I think about it, it must’ve

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