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of the interview. A flat 100,000 dollars at I swiped Gabriel’s credit card for the first time at the nearest mall on the morning of t the Hermes store, buying one bag for his mother like he’d asked me to along with a scarf 1 thought was pretty vibrant.
The next 100,000 dollars I spent was making a transfer to my Grandpa’s cancer treatment clinic, as a donation for people who couldn’t afford treatment, now that his’ was covered. The next 50,000 dollars I spent to make a donation to a fund set up to help cancer patients that had actually covered my Grandpa’s bills for a few months before I could manage by myself.
The next 100,000 dollars, I donated splitting equally between two organisations, one that fought injustice against people of colour and one that rescued children from human trafficking rings.
By noon, I was sitting in Starbucks sipping my regular order at a table alone, when my phone rang displaying an unknown.
number.
I didn’t need the number saved to know who was calling.
With almost a proud smile, I picked up feigning innocence. “Hello?”
“Sofia. Gabriel did not sound like he was smiling on the other end.
“Who’s speaking?
“Don’t play dumb. It doesn’t suit you.”
Hm. I snickered, “I wonder what suits me then?”
“You spent half a million dollars in an hour.” He did not sound happy. “What did you do? Buy a ticket to Mars?”
“More like 350. Don’t be dramatic.” That was six times what I earned in a year normally, and I just spent it in an hour. My heart ached.
“Have you lost it, Sofia?”
“I was just experimenting,”
“Experimenting what?”
“How much money I need to spend to get your personal phone number. Apparently, three hundred and fifty thousand is it takes,” I taunted.
“You called Peter.” He self-spoke.
“I called Peter.” I repeated.
“Why?”
“Just checking why husband dearest hasn’t come home since six days. Imagine my surprise when I dial his number and his assistant picks up.” I was not going to tell him about the interview I had today. He didn’t ask, I didn’t tell. Simple as that.
He remained silent for a moment, and then snickered, “Missing the already?”
I
better when you were grumpy about the dent 1
dent?” He laughed. He actually laughed. “Freckles, this isn’t even a nudge. You could spend this much money every day for the next one year and even
huffed in a
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He added, “We’re supposed to have
length, and I imagined them to be very… daunting. Especially given they raised a son like Gabriel.
forced me to sign a legal contract
don’t make me put a limit of it.
I teased. “I wasn’t even half way
in
when I call. I warned, “And maybe I wouldn’t burn down your house before you come back home. Or spend hundreds of thousands to buy a bag I
he could reply, I
could feel a sense of
the call
forced
Hah
I stood up to leave and accidentally bumped into someone, making the leftover coffee in
the time to go back to the house and
sorry.” A voice cut my tiny reverie and I stopped frantically trying to clean
my fault, I wasn’t looking.
he was wearing, looking genuinely apologetic.
No. I was done drinking mine
“Are you sure?”
smiled at him politely before
frowned looking at the mess I had made. Wales was
new pair of clothes, but even as much as I
not
I reached Wales, I was made to sit outside an office, and I could see another Starbucks cup in the bin outside.
firmly after a few minutes, and
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spilled coffee over me and I
The
up at me.
just about to leave when
man stood at its entrance, “I wouldn’t believe this excuse for a
coffee on you.
My mouth dropped.
“You’re Viktor Hart?”
me buy you a coffee, I guess I owe you an
The receptionist looked shocked.
I was shocked.
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