Chapter 450


    As Hannah''s question hung in the air, I mulled over what to do.


    Staring at the pile of items, I couldn''t help but think Hazel must have forgotten she had these tucked


    away in her purse.


    If she ever remembered, it would scare the living daylights out of her.


    With her character of valuing money as much as life, if she realizes that she has entrusted the location


    of her treasured possessions to me, she could even leap out of her sickbed toe after me.


    Not that I''m scared of her, but I do feel a pang of guilt going up against an elderlydy.


    Hannah eyed me intently, "Allie, what are you thinking? You''re not considering giving it all back, are


    you?"


    I let out a halfugh, and Hannah stamped her foot, "Come on, don''t you go soft on her. That old


    woman, has she ever done a single nice thing for you?"


    I shot her a nce and drawled, "You''re right, of course, but..."


    I paused to ponder, and Hannah immediately pressed, "But what?"


    "But, we can''t keep it here any longer!" I said, looking at her. "We need to move it to another bank."


    Hannah snapped her fingers and raised an eyebrow, "Smart move!"


    Without further ado, Hannah and I packed up the items and went to handle the storage unit''s


    cancetion. With Hazel''s ID in my possession, I was effectively the proxy, and the process was


    smooth.


    Before leaving, I double-checked the Hazel’s bank card. To my amazement, it had a hefty bnce.


    I was baffled. Was Hazel really that confused? This had to be all she owned. Why would she just hand


    it over to me? Her action was truly beyond myprehension.


    I recalled the look in her eyes when she handed me the stuff at the hospital. I really couldn''t grasp her


    meaning when she insisted, "Take it, it''s yours! Use the money..."


    I knew she meant for me to use the money to buy Evan a grave, but what about ''take it''? Especially


    since she included her ID. She had to be aware of that, right?


    When she saw me with the wallet, her expression seemed relieved.


    Hannah noticed me zoning out at the ATM and came over, "Allie, what''s up?"


    I quickly snapped back to reality, murmuring, "Just puzzled by Hazel’s intention. Can''t wrap my head


    around it."


    "Why overthink it? Whether it''s a mistake or a sudden rity, the oue''s good! The stuff''s back in


    our hands, as if by divine intervention!"


    Hannah''s perspective eased my worries.


    Iughed, "You''re absolutely right! Providence is on our side!"


    "Then let''s go, I''m starving!" Hannah eximed.


    Only then did I realize we''d missed our lunch in the hustle.


    We stepped out of Blue Summit Bank feeling lighter, and Hannah chuckled, "Feels like we''ve just


    struck gold, doesn''t it?"


    "It''s not all true; most of it was mine to begin with!" I retorted.


    "Fair enough! If Hazel realizes what she did, do you think she''ll be fuming?" Hannah queried, "Shall we


    head to another bank now?"


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    Once done, Hannah and I found a cozy restaurant to satisfy our hunger.


    Instead, Hannah and I decided to house hunt. We checked out a couple of properties but didn''t find


    anything good.


    Resigning ourselves to heading home early, we''d barely walked through the door when Jessica''s frantic


    call came through, her voice a cacophony of rage as I answered...