Grace didn't know who to turn to for the 20 thousand dollars. In the end, at 9:00 pm, she called Ethan again.

A deep and slightly hoarse voice came through the receiver, reminding her of snowflakes on a winter night.

"Grace Lambert?"

It was as if an invisible hand tightened around her throat, suffocating her with overwhelming grievances.

"Hello, Ethan. Can you lend me 20 thousand dollars? I'm in the hospital and can't afford the medical bills."

The only response was the sound of steady breathing and the faint rustling of fabric.

Just as Grace was preparing herself for rejection, she heard him ask, "Account number?"

"Let... Let me find it."

She quickly grabbed the bag beside her and started searching frantically, afraid he would hang up before she could give him the details.

The nurse told her this was her bag, but inside, there were only cosmetics for touch-ups.

Finally, she found a card in the innermost compartment and quickly read out the number.

In less than a minute, the notification of a bank transfer came through.

Grace hesitated to hang up. After all, this was the only person willing to acknowledge her since she had woken up with amnesia.

However, she hesitated for three full minutes, unsure of what to say.

Ethan didn't hang up

the call, they could hear each other's breath. "Ethan,

"Are your injuries serious?"

wasn't gentle. If anything, it carried the same chill of a late-night

true concern she had heard since

but her words failed her, so she simply said,

how long are you planning to lie

a beat. Panicking, she quickly

a mess.

he mean by that? Had she lied to him many

couldn't make sense of it.

outstanding

of the hospital, she found herself at a complete loss. She had no money and no idea where she

address in her message records and took a taxi there. The place was a beautiful villa with

steering wheel. "That'll be a hundred dollars. Are you

out of the car with an awkward expression. Coincidentally, a luxury car pulled up in front of

down, revealing Yancey's face. Alice, looking

car and asked with concern,

adorned with shimmering crystals, and her handbag was a limited edition model worth at least

you earlier? Your

continued, "Are you here because of me again?

had already got out of the driver's

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