“Go and get your money now! There is an ATM at the door. I saw it when I came in!”
Frank Noyes presses one hand against my shoulder and the other, still holding the knife to my waist.
I can only follow him out to the ATM.
We walk out and nobody notices the different.
Maybe they just feel that we walk too closely in public. But who will know, the crisis is hidden under
harmonious surface?
I withdraw money slowly and count time secretly.
On the way, I saw a police station about one kilometer from the ATM. The police would be here by now
if nothing goes wrong.
“How much do you need?” I turn around and ask Frank Noyes.
“Don’t waste time, withdraw as much as you have!” he says impatiently.
I obey his command and sigh of relief.
I need his greed.
I have more than seventy thousand dollars in my bank card, and the ATM can only withdraw three
thousand dollars once. It would take a long time to withdraw all of them.
Frank Noyes robs every time I withdraw the money and he counts it greedily.
By the fifth time, I could see out of the corner of my eye that there are several policemen coming this
way.
Frank Noyes is still counting the money, so he doesn’t notice.
“Here.”
I give the money to the policeman who come in. The police understand in an instant and tackles Frank
Noyes to the ground.
Frank Noyes what happened and snaps at me, “Jane Noyes, you called the police. I'm not going to let
you go!”
“Officer, this is my brother. He gives away company trade secrets, he takes drugs, and tries to hurt me
with a knife. Take him away.”
It pains me that my brother has become like this. But I know that there is no use to feel sorry for him.
He needs a strong lesson to wake him up.
The police take Frank Noyes away and give me the money back.
I go back to the ward to take my purse.
“Where is Frank?” My father asks me.
“Your son tries to kill me with a knife, and I called the police.” I say coldly, and go out.
“What? It's not enough for you to make your mother jump off the building. Now you want to kill me!
Frank is the only son I have. How can you ruin him?”
My father's words break my heart again.
I thought I didn't care anymore, but it is chilling to hear him say so.
I turn to him, “It isn't me who ruins him. It is you. Your indulgence makes him have no basic ability to
distinguish right and wrong, so he has made mistakes again and again. Now he is incurable. You all
know in your hearts why he has become like this, but it will be easier for you to lay all the blame on
me.”
“You say you are penniless and you drive me to death every time. But now mother is in hospital, where
is the money coming from?”
My father stops saying, looking at me with complicate expression.
I take out the money from my purse and give it to him. I tell him in a cold voice, “This is thirty thousand
dollars. This is the last money I give you money. No matter what happens in the future, I will not care.
Take good care of yourself and take good care of mom. As for Frank Noyes, let him learn his lesson,
only by which can he grow up.”
My father wants to say something, but he doesn’t open his mouth.
I go back to the office and face another barrage of abuse.
I'm in a bad mood and don’t want to argue with them.
Nicole Snow probably feels bored to pick on me. She goes away to focus on her own business. I have
nothing to do in the afternoon. I look at the pictures on my computer and wonder how I could design
something elegant and chic.
These pictures were taken during my last visit to Santos. I am so lucky to have a backup in my
computer. Otherwise, I lost my phone and everything would be ruined.
After work, I am going to buy a new phone before go back. When I get to the door of the company, I
see Frances Louis’s car.
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