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    Even without a full renovation, basic utilities remained absolutely essential. Living in an unfinished house meant dealing with constant dust—they couldn’t exactly camp out in their own home.


    Rutherford remained where he stood, watching them, fully aware that the two women had transferred fifty million into his ount earlier.


    But remembering Sharon’s casual remark about being fine with an unfinished house, he suspected they’d poured everyst penny of their savings into this purchase.


    The thought amused him, and he made a decision—he’d return the money to their ounts.


    Sharon and Josie threw themselves into nning the renovations, payment notifications pinging one after another on their phones,pletely oblivious to the fact that twenty-five million had been quietly returned to each of their ounts.


    It wasn’t until Josie prepared to purchase a bed costing over forty thousand that Sharon noticed something strange.


    Sharon grabbed Josie’s arm. “Wait—where are you getting forty thousand for a bed?”


    Josie blinked innocently. “I still have my credit card.”


    Sharon’s eyes rolled skyward. “Josie, have you lost your mind? We’repletely broke, and you want to charge an expensive bed to your credit card? Just get something that costs a couple thousand. We’re practically destitute!”


    Did Josie have any idea how difficult it had been to save up fifty million?


    Josie mulled this over and conceded, “You have a point. I’ll buy cheaper things from now on, but I absolutely adore this bed!”


    Without further discussion, Josie clicked the purchase button.


    Sharon lunged to stop her but wasn’t fast enough.


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    Sharon’s eyes rolled again in exasperation. Then Josie’s phone chimed with a notification—a sessful debit from her bank card.


    Josie frowned at her screen, confused. “How do I still have money in my ount?”


    When they’d purchased the house, she’d pooled every cent she owned and transferred it to Rutherford.


    Even if she’d had a remaining bnce, it shouldn’t have been enough to cover tens of thousands.


    Curiosity piqued, she pulled up her ount information and stared at a bnce with eight digits.


    She shoved her phone in Sharon’s face. “I still have twenty-five million in my ount!”


    Sharon’s jaw dropped, jealousy ring hot and immediate. “Didn’t you tell me you only had twenty-five million and used all of it for the house?”


    This infuriating woman! She’d drained her own savingspletely while Josie had been holding out on her!


    Josie recoiled slightly at Sharon’s outburst but recovered quickly. “I swear to God, I have no idea where this money came from.”


    She quickly scrolled through her transaction history and discovered a refund—from Rutherford.


    “Sharon, it looks like Rutherford didn’t actually take my money.”


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