The first thing Flora did when she blearily opened her eyes was to hug her arms, but she found that there was nothing in her grip. She immediately jerked awake.
"My money! Where’s my money!” she shrieked in terror.
Ferdinand and Steven too, looked like they just had icy water sloshed over their heads. They were awake and alert.
"Didn't you take it? Why is it gone?"
"Mom, didn't you say that you weren't going to sleep? Where's the money? I need the money to marry,” Steven said, voice strained.
Flora grabbed the conductor by the collar and said, "I lost my money on your train. Give it back! Give me my two hundred thousand bucks!"
At the station, the three created such a huge ruckus that they shocked even the station master. They insisted that the station compensated for their loss of two hundred thousand bucks, and Flora shrieked and sobbed and wailed like a dying banshee near the ticket counter.
In the end, the staff helped them lodge a police report and sent the three off, finally putting the issue to rest.
Samuel received a call from Johann while he was waiting for Yvonne to finish work.
"It's done, Brother Samuel," Johann said. "What should we do with the money?”
"Let them divide it among themselves. Consider it as their remuneration," Samuel said.
Two hundred thousand was not an astronomical sum of money, but it was not some cheap change either. Johann assumed that Samuel was joking when he said that. "I can get them to send it back to you, Brother Samuel,” he said.
"No need. Just tell them to be careful and not get caught." Samuel hung up when he finished talking. Only then did Johann realize that Samuel was not joking. He really wanted the thieves to have that two hundred thousand bucks.
By the time Yvonne was done with work, she looked particularly exhausted, having worked hard the entire day. "Why don't we eat out another time?” Samuel suggested after scanning her face. "We can go back to rest today."
"I know. Just try your best. It's okay if he really can't make it though. I don’t want to trouble him," she said.
Samuel released a breath of relief. If Yvonne insisted o n meeting up with his imaginary classmate, he would have a lot of trouble doing so. 1
"I think he won’t be able to meet up anyway. He doesn't run just one company, after all."
When they arrived at the Grand Hyatt, Yvonne used her mobile number to confirm that she had a booking at the restaurant. However, she was dismayed when the staff told her that her table had been taken by someone else.
"Didn't I make the reservation for 5:30? It’s only 5:25. What do you mean there's no space?" Yvonne said angrily. The restaurant had given their reserved spot t o someone else even though she had made a booking beforehand. Then what was the point of a reservation?
"My apologies, Miss. You can reserve a table when we have no customers, but we have a full house right now. We have a waiting area if you want to eat here. You can wait there," the cashier said arrogantly, as if she were saying that a reservation meant nothing when there were so many customers walking in.
"Why should I wait? I want the table I booked right now," Yvonne huffed.
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