Novel1Chapter 457:
Kristopher noticed what she was doing and glanced over her shoulder before reaching out to take her phone. But
before he could hand it back to her, she quickly snatched it away, narrowing her eyes at him.
“What are you doing?” she asked, her tone cautious.
He sighed. “Weren't you looking for your phone?”
“Oh yeah, right,” Carrie mumbled, still a little out of it.
Turning away from him, she pulled up the QR code on her phone and held it out to Albin. “Scan it.”
Albin chuckled. “Carrie, thisdoesn’t allow transfers of that size.”
Carrie thought for a moment, then withdrew her phone. Just as Albin thought it was over, Carrie opened her
mobile bankingand handed it to him, her speech slurred. “Bank transfer then. Here's my account number.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAlbin looked at Kristopher, seeking skind of support. “Kristopher, con, you can’t actually be serious
about this, can you?”
However, Kristopher’s face remained completely neutral, giving away nothing as he replied, “Business is
business, Albin. Even if we're friends, that doesn’t change the facts.”
Albin gritted his teeth, pulled out his phone, and quickly transferred two and a half million to Carrie, muttering,
“You two are scammers, | swear.”
Kristopher responded calmly, “Don’t be ridiculous. Scamming is illegal. I'm a straightforward and honest
businessman.”
Albin didn’t dare argue with him. He tucked his phone away and lifted Camille in his arms. “Kristopher, I'm
leaving now.”
Once they had left, Kristopher turned to Carrie with a calm expression. “Okay, now go ahead and transfer one
and a half million to me,” he said in a casual tone.
Slipping her phone into her pocket, Carrie raised an eyebrow. “Why should 1? | earned that money myself; there's
no reason to hand it over.”
Kristopher let out a dry laugh, shaking his head. “Because you and your friend trashed the carpet. You said you'd
payback for it, remember?”
Carrie's gaze wavered, and she blinked, her vision splitting into two Kristophers. Shaking her head to clear it, she
replied, “The carpet belongs to both of us. Why should | foot the bill? Besides, I'll have someone cclean it
tomorrow. It’s only a few thousand at most, and it’s just sspilled beer, not like it's destroyed.”
“Or, if you prefer, | can send you the cleaning fee, and you can take care of it yourself.” She grabbed her phone,
tapped away in a payment app, and slid it back into her pocket.
Giving Kristopher a light pat on the shoulder, she said, “I sent you ten thousand. Keep the change—it’s your
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmpocket money now.”
Kristopher looked at the transfer notification on his screen and smirked. “You have a knack for business, you
know.”
Carrie waved dismissively. “Everyone has their calling.”
The buzz from the alcohol surged again, and she felt exhaustion take over. Like a balloon losing air, she sank
down and hugged a nearby pillow.
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