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I sat back down at the dining table when my phone rang. After answering, an anxious voice came through: “I just got off the plane and I’m heading over right now.”
I said, “Don’t come. I’ll head home by myself in a bit.”
“I can’t let you attend a class reunion alone and then go home by yourself. I’ll be there in twenty minutes.”
I smiled and didn’t say anything more. Just as I put down my phone, someone approached me.
“Olivia,” Madison came over with a wine glass in hand, “long time no see. I should thank you.” Madison smiled and said, “Christopher told me that if it weren’t for you helping him with his studies back then, he wouldn’t have gotten into an Ivy League school.”
“Don’t mention it. We just helped each other out,” I said casually.
“Either way, Christopher’s current achievements are partly thanks to you. I’m thanking you on his behalf.”
As Madison spoke, she moved to pour wine into my glass.
“I don’t drink,” I firmly declined.
“Just a little bit.” Ignoring my refusal, she reached out to pour wine for me. I gently blocked the glass with my hand. Madison suddenly let out a sharp cry as the wine in her hand spilled onto her clothes and purse. She quickly grabbed napkins to wipe her outfit, complaining non–stop: “Oh no, my clothes and bag can’t get wet.”
The classmates around us knew her clothes and bag were worth a
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“Can you even afford it?” Christopher questioned me harshly.
“Give me your bank account number,” I said seriously.
Christopher said, “Are you planning to go bankrupt just to save face? Olivia, you should have changed your stubborn personality long ago. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have ended up with this kind of relationship today!”
“Give me the bank account number!” I repeated, my voice louder this time.
“Don’t regret this!” Christopher threatened.
“Christopher, stop talking!” Madison screamed, looking absolutely furious. She said, “Since she doesn’t appreciate your kindness, give her the bill! I don’t believe she can afford to pay this much money!”
Christopher didn’t hesitate anymore and gave me his bank account number. I entered the account number and tried to transfer the money, but the system reminded me that my password was incorrect. I clearly remembered it was this password. I thought for a moment and entered another password, but it was still wrong. I thought to myself, “People say pregnant women become forgetful, and it’s absolutely true. I actually forgot my password.”
Christopher and Madison waited beside me, and everyone was watching me, all waiting for me to embarrass myself. Seeing that I hadn’t succeeded, Madison laughed first.
“Olivia, you were so arrogant just now. Where’s your money? Why hasn’t Christopher received any money?”
At this moment, Christopher was holding his phone in his hand, and
there had been no notification of any incoming payment
