Chapter 447


    I was taken aback, wondering why I hadn''t noticed anything solid when I first looked inside it.


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    Squeezing the fabric again, I reopened the wallet to double-check, but this time, nothing was there.


    Hannah nced at me, "What are you looking for?"


    "It feels like there''s something else in here!" I said, continuing to probe. Whatever it was, it was


    definitely real.


    I picked up the wallet, carefully inspecting the edges, and found a spot with stitches that seemed out of


    ce.


    This piqued my curiosity even further. A Louis Vuitton with DIY stitching? Definitely fishy.


    I quickly examined the wallet more closely, catching a loose thread with my fingernail and pulling it out.


    A small opening appeared.


    Excited, I slipped my fingers inside and felt around, touching what seemed to be a key.


    "What''s that?" Hannah asked, intrigued.


    "It''s a key!" I said confidently.


    I turned the wallet upside down and shook the contents from the small opening.


    Sure enough, a key fell out! I picked it up hurriedly. It wasn''trge, a cruciform key with intricate


    craftsmanship, which I turned over in my hands, admiring.


    The key was engraved with a pattern on one side, and on the other, there were several numbers.


    Baffled, I showed it to Hannah, "What do you think this key is for?"


    Hannah nced at it briefly and shrugged, "Hard to say, but it looks rather fancy! Where''d you find it?"


    "It was hidden in the wallet!" I exined, cing the key on myp and looking back at the hidden slit.


    It was too small to see inside clearly, but I could feel there was more.


    Muttering to myself, I said, "What''s the olddy up to, hiding things in her wallet?"


    Seeing me still searching, Hannah teased with augh, "Could be Hazel''s secret saving, huh?"


    I snorted withughter at her guess, "Her secret saving? Why would she leave that to me?"


    "Exactly!" Hannah nodded, half-seriously, "If it was her own saving, she wouldn''t hand it over. Hazel is


    quite the penny pincher! Clinging to every penny she can, she would never willingly give anyone her


    money."


    "Tell me about it! Hazel''s life could be split into two contrasting halves: one spent frugally, the other in


    luxury. She''s always had a thing for hoarding cash, especially mine."


    Hannah snickered, "They treat you like a bank!"


    "Exactly," I agreed, chuckling, "She hits up Jan for money with no shame, won’t even speak unless


    it’s six figures. Even Marissa gets sick of it, they had a fight over it once."


    Hannah looked at me incredulously, "And you''re the legitimate one not bothered, while the mistress is


    throwing a fit?"


    "It seems like today''s mistresses all graduated from the same academy, even their sybus seems the


    same!" I joked.


    Hannah asked, puzzled, "How so?"


    "They all believe that men''s money ought to be theirs! No one else should have a im on it. How to


    milk a man''s bank ount is their core curriculum!


    So, they guard the man''s money fiercely! Think about it, would they cozy up to him if he wasn''t loaded?


    It''s his spending power they''re after!"


    "But Jan''s broke, and what he does is also shady." Hannah said, her indignation palpable.


    While chatting with Hannah, I pulled out a tiny Ziplock bag from the wallet, containing a small piece of


    paper.


    I furrowed my brows, skeptical, and showed it to Hannah, "What''s Hazel ying at?"


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    She handed it back to me, puzzled, "This looks like a password or something!"


    Her words struck a chord with me. I read the numbers aloud, thinking they indeed resembled a


    password.


    My mind racing, I murmured, "Could it really be a password? But what could it unlock?"