“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.

can’t believe you. You truly are a heartless man. How could you forget

Sharon’s mom was her

his reputation. However, that never stopped her from going to great lengths when it came to Sharon’s upbringing. She even went as far as sacrificing herself

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

to defend himself. “I can’t even recall your sister’s and your

Sharon interjected. “630527!” In a brusque

it. I’ll remember it

had adopted a much more docile tone when conversing with Sharon. It sounded raspy and aged,

“Is Cynthia dead?”

had already passed the one-minute mark, Sharon no longer feared the possibility of being wiretapped. If the

“Yes…”

Cynthia’s demise, Taylor’s voice

at the hands of the poison

“That nasty b*tch deserved to die. Who asked her to commit crimes

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

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