Chapter 905

Chapter 905:

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. The sound pulled Evita back to reality. She walked to the door and opened it, only to find Lina standing outside.

She was a little familiar with Lina, so she asked, “Why are you here?”

A smile immediately appeared on Lina’s pretty face. “I came here for a business meeting today, and when I saw the client off, I saw you coming down from the top floor. The room on the top floor is Mr. Klein’s private room. Did you see him?”

Lina leaned in slightly, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. Yesterday, she had been enjoying Luka’s mishap when Madisyn interrupted, leaving her irritated. She didn’t expect Evita to have already hooked up with Andrew.

Evita knew Lina misunderstood the situation, but she didn’t bother to explain. “It’s a coincidence.”

“Oh, Evita, you are exceptional and knowledgeable. You and Mr. Klein are a perfect match. Madisyn can’t even hold a candle to you,” Lina said with an ingratiating smile.

“We’re just friends.”

Evita’s words carried a calculated vagueness, each syllable carefully chosen to leave just enough room for interpretation.

Lina nodded and replied, “I understand. Don’t worry, Evita. I can keep a secret. If you need anything, feel free to ask me anytime.”

ᗰσ𝓇𝑒 υ𝐩𝓭𝑎𝓉𝑒𝓈 ι𝐧 ɢ𝒶𝐥𝓷𝑜𝐯𝑒𝓁𝓈.𝒸𝑜𝓂

A light flickered in Evita’s eyes. “Do you have…?”

Lina blinked, taken aback by the sudden question. She hesitated for a moment before asking, “How much do you need?”

When she heard it was only two hundred thousand dollars, Lina generously took a card out of her wallet, which had three hundred thousand dollars in it.

After receiving the money, Evita prepared to make the payment to see her father. But before she could leave, her mother suddenly called.

“Evita, have you been busy lately?” Her mother’s voice was old and careworn, yet still gentle.

“Yes, Mom, I’m a bit busy. What’s wrong?”

Her mother paused before saying, “The hospital requires payment. Have you found a job yet? Can you lend me two hundred thousand dollars? I’ll pay you back once I’m discharged.”

After what happened to Evita’s father, her mother’s medical expenses were no longer covered.

Evita’s grip on her phone tightened as she went silent for a while.

Her mother quickly added, “It’s okay if you don’t have the money. I’ll borrow from someone else. I know you’ve just started working. You probably need money for yourself, too.”

Evita felt a pang of guilt and frustration at her mother’s words.

“Mom, I’m so sorry. But I promise to pay it as soon as I have the money.”

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