Chapter 450
Chapter 450
As Hannah's question hung in the air, I mulled over what to do.
Staring at the pile of items, I couldn't help but think Hazel must have forgotten she had these tucked
away in her purse.
If she ever remembered, it would scare the living daylights out of her.
With her character of valuing money as much as life, if she realizes that she has entrusted the location
of her treasured possessions to me, she could even leap out of her sickbed to come after me.
Not that I'm scared of her, but I do feel a pang of guilt going up against an elderly lady.
Hannah eyed me intently, "Allie, what are you thinking? You're not considering giving it all back, are
you?"
I let out a half-laugh, and Hannah stamped her foot, "Come on, don't you go soft on her. That old
woman, has she ever done a single nice thing for you?"
I shot her a glance and drawled, "You're right, of course, but..."
I paused to ponder, and Hannah immediately pressed, "But what?"
"But, we can't keep it here any longer!" I said, looking at her. "We need to move it to another bank."
Hannah snapped her fingers and raised an eyebrow, "Smart move!"
Without further ado, Hannah and I packed up the items and went to handle the storage unit's
cancellation. With Hazel's ID in my possession, I was effectively the proxy, and the process was
smooth.
Before leaving, I double-checked the Hazel’s bank card. To my amazement, it had a hefty balance.
I was baffled. Was Hazel really that confused? This had to be all she owned. Why would she just hand
it over to me? Her action was truly beyond my comprehension.
I recalled the look in her eyes when she handed me the stuff at the hospital. I really couldn't grasp her
meaning when she insisted, "Take it, it's yours! Use the money..."
I knew she meant for me to use the money to buy Evan a grave, but what about 'take it'? Especially
since she included her ID. She had to be aware of that, right? Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.
When she saw me with the wallet, her expression seemed relieved.
Hannah noticed me zoning out at the ATM and came over, "Allie, what's up?"
I quickly snapped back to reality, murmuring, "Just puzzled by Hazel’s intention. Can't wrap my head
around it."
"Why overthink it? Whether it's a mistake or a sudden clarity, the outcome's good! The stuff's back in
our hands, as if by divine intervention!"
Hannah's perspective eased my worries.
I laughed, "You're absolutely right! Providence is on our side!"
"Then let's go, I'm starving!" Hannah exclaimed.
Only then did I realize we'd missed our lunch in the hustle.
We stepped out of Blue Summit Bank feeling lighter, and Hannah chuckled, "Feels like we've just
struck gold, doesn't it?"
"It's not all true; most of it was mine to begin with!" I retorted.
"Fair enough! If Hazel realizes what she did, do you think she'll be fuming?" Hannah queried, "Shall we
head to another bank now?"
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Once done, Hannah and I found a cozy restaurant to satisfy our hunger.
Instead, Hannah and I decided to house hunt. We checked out a couple of properties but didn't find
anything good.
Resigning ourselves to heading home early, we'd barely walked through the door when Jessica's frantic
call came through, her voice a cacophony of rage as I answered...