Episode 135
Seizing the moment, Elizabeth immediately relayed the amount into Elijah’s account.
Meanwhile, at the Bayview Villa, Elijah gazed at the two transaction records displayed on his phone, his intuition nagging at him that something was amiss. Identical amounts of money flashed simultaneously, taunting him with their synchrony. His long fingers drummed a chaotic rhythm on the table, betraying his unrest. He obsessively toggled between the records, feeling the anomaly but unable to identify it. The same amount had been transferred and received in a span of less than ten minutes.
Merely hours earlier, Elizabeth had been in negotiations with the doctor, pleading for a postponement of the treatment charges, and now, suddenly, she possessed an additional six hundred thousand. This was distinctly odd. Certainly, Elizabeth and Sandra had no known ties. “It’s probably just a random chance,” he muttered to himself. However, the perfection of the coincidence seemed implausible.
Nearby, Oliver paused thoughtfully before dialing Elizabeth’s number and extending the phone towards Elijah. “Perhaps you should inform Ms. Sandra about the completed transfer,” he suggested gently.
Elijah merely arched an eyebrow, his voice tinged with disbelief. “Since when do I concern myself with six hundred thousand?” He was accustomed to not personally acknowledging even the influx of funds for billion-dollar projects.
Oliver remained silent, bearing Elijah’s brusque mood, still offering the phone persistently. “Ms. Sandra isn’t exactly flush with cash, and yet she managed to send such an amount. It’s definitely something to bring up, Mr. James.”
“Indeed, definitely something to bring up, if only to confirm she hasn’t borrowed it from those so-called friends of hers.” Elijah mulled over this, his gaze clouded with a flicker of scorn. “I possess my own phone.” Elizabeth had already excised his name from her blacklist; thus, there was no need for him to borrow Oliver’s phone to contact her.
He retrieved his phone and initiated a call. The moment the call connected, Elizabeth’s frosty voice struck him like a bitter wind. “I’ve repaid you for Grandma’s medical bills. We’re squared away now. Nevertheless, thank you.”
