anwhile, gan took out the old marksheet, the edges slightly torn and looking as if they were on the verge of falling apart.
She handed it to her father, who looked at it as though it were a priceless treasure and imdiately nodded in satisfaction.
She watched silently as her father submitted the docunts through the ssaging app. Once he was done, he looked at gan, patting her hand.
"This ti we’ll definitely receive money for your university fees. You won’t have to worry about money in the future at all."
gan sighed but remained quiet. Seeing her father in such a high mood, she decided not to throw cold water on his hopes.
After all, he rarely got this happy after her mother’s death.
Today, even if it was a scam, perhaps it was better to let him enjoy this mont. Still, she couldn’t help but feel a flicker of anger toward whoever dared deceive her father.
’Can’t that girl have basic respect and not scam an elder? Just how low a person can stoop?’
She vowed to take revenge against whoever this person was when she beca successful.
’If they can deploy such despicable thod against my father... god knows what kind of thod they might use against youth!’
Taking a deep breath, she resolved that she would investigate the matter the next day and report it to the police station!
The next morning, as usual, she woke up early.
She made sure to wake her father, who was sleeping on the hard mattress on the floor.
Even though the mattress was almost as stiff as a wooden plank, her father always insisted on giving her the bed. He gave her a silly smile before rubbing his eyes, getting on the bed, and falling asleep back on the bed.
It was a routine they had decided on, and just to give her father a few more monts to see her in bed, gan wakes up early every day.
She imdiately cleaned the house, prepared a quick breakfast, and, while waiting, picked up a book to read.
Their living conditions were far from ideal, and she knew that if she wanted to change their situation, she needed to work harder than everyone else... using every spare second while her peers went out partying.
Just then, her attention was drawn to her phone as a ssage popped up.
Curious, gan opened it. For a mont, she froze, unable to believe what she was seeing.
To make sure she wasn’t hallucinating, she checked whether the ssage ca from a real number or so fake sender.
Still unsure, she hurried to the nearest bank, waited for it to open, and confird the truth.
The mont she saw her updated bank balance, she felt her breath hitch.
On her way back, her mind was still blank with disbelief.
When she reached ho, she found her father waiting anxiously for her so they could have breakfast together. The mont he saw her, he asked worriedly.
"Where were you? We always eat together."
Even though he was running late, he still decided to wait for his daughter. Nothing was more important than his daughter.
gan looked at him, her expression dazed, and slowly sat down across from him. Her father stared in confusion.
"What happened? Why do you look so shocked?"
gan stuttered before finally managing to say, "Father... I received a ssage this morning."
Mario’s eyes lit up imdiately. "Was it from that organization? Did they reply? Do they need more verification?"
But seeing gan’s pale face, his excitent quickly turned to panic.
"Don’t tell ... Don’t tell it was a scam! Did they trick us? Did they hack our account? Did we lose all our money? God... it’s all because of ..."
His voice grew tense, his hands trembling.
gan realized her father was spiraling and quickly grabbed his arm.
"No! You’re misunderstanding." She took a deep breath. "We... we received ten million dollars."
For a mont, Mario froze completely, unable to process her words. "We... received ten million dollars?" he repeated in a dazed whisper.
When gan nodded, the truth finally sank in. Mario’s expression slowly transford from disbelief to overwhelming joy.
He imdiately held his daughter’s hands, shaking them excitedly.
"We did it! We finally have enough money for your university fees! Why are you looking so gloomy? You should be thrilled! We should go out and celebrate!"
The more he thought about it, the more exhilarated he beca. He clapped his hands, tears forming in his eyes.
"The heavens had rcy on us... They finally looked our way!"
He began thanking the girl who had given him the number, saying one grateful sentence after another.
"If I ever et that girl again, I will thank her properly. She saved us."
Then Mario took gan’s hand in both of his and said earnestly.
"You should always be grateful to this organization. Rember them in the future. Repay their kindness when you can."
gan finally snapped out of her stunned state and asked softly,
"What... what is the na of the organization?"
Previously, she had been so suspicious that she didn’t even bother asking.
She had assud it was like the other "organizations" she’d encountered... ones that wanted her freedom, or ones that were nothing more than scams. And her father, too excited to think straight, had forgotten to ask for a na as well.
Now, looking at him with trembling eyes, she hoped he would tell her.
If she said she wasn’t grateful, it would be a lie. She was deeply touched... so much that tears stung her eyes.
Only she knew how much she had struggled: compromising basic necessities, taking extra part-ti jobs, worrying every day about her father’s health, and pushing herself while her peers prepared for exams in comfort.
And now, suddenly, they had ten million dollars... enough not only to pay her university fees but also to drastically improve their living conditions.
Her chest tightened as the reality finally settled in.
Maybe... maybe for once in her life, sothing good had truly happened.
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