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Even Madeline was siding with Keaton.
Sasha flashed a cunning grin at Madeline and said, “Ms. Lowe, you better not regret your words later!”
Madeline was puzzled. “Why would I regret it? I'm only speaking the truth for Emma to consider carefully.”
Amelia, who had been silent throughout, suddenly spoke. “Grandma, how much did Zee borrow from Mommy? I'll
return it to her for him. Please let Zee come back, okay? I miss him already.”
Sighing, Madeline pulled Amelia into her arms. “Amelia, kids like you don't have to worry about these things...”
Amelia retorted, “But I really want to pay back the money for Zee!”
Amelia, naive as she was, thought that Madeline did not like Zeke because he had borrowed money from Emma.
She thought that her grandmother would accept Zeke if she returned the money on his behalf.
Madeline explained, “Amelia, Zee borrowed a lot of money from your mother. Your measly allowance isn't sufficient
to cover the debt!”
With a look of disappointment, Amelia took out a black credit card and passed it to Madeline. “Grandma, here's a
million. I'll repay the debt to Mommy for Zee first. When I grow up, I'll pay off the remaining amount.”
What the heck?
Poppy and Keaton could not help but burst out laughing.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThis six-year-old girl claims to have one million! How ridiculous!
This six-year-old girl claims to have one million! How ridiculous!
Emma hugged Amelia tenderly. “Amelia, I didn't lend money to Zee. I merely paid for his medical bills.”
However, Amelia insisted stubbornly, “Mommy, I really have a million.”
Sasha stared at the credit card in Amelia's hands for a moment before her eyes lit up. “Wait! See if the credit card
Amelia's holding is the black credit card that's reserved for the most distinguished VIPs. In the entire of Eurasia,
only less than fifty people own this card. Apparently, the card alone is worth one hundred million.”
Focusing their attention on Amelia's credit card, everyone soon widened their eyes.
That credit card really did resemble the legendary black credit card.
However, Keaton soon snapped out of his daze. “Do you actually believe that? Don't you know that one has to be
over the legal age to register for a credit card? How old is Amelia? She doesn't even have an identification card yet!
How can she possibly register for a credit card?”
At his words, everyone became amused.
That's right! At Amelia's age, she can't possibly sign up for a credit card. The black credit card is definitely fake.
However, Amelia panicked when she realized the adults did not believe her. “Zee gave me this card. It definitely
isn't fake! It contains my million! Zee would never lie to me.”
Keaton insisted, “Amelia, Zee was merely joking with you. If the credit card is real, do you know what the password
is?”
Amelia was stunned. “Password? What's a password?”
“Haha!”
Keaton and Poppy burst out laughing.
If she doesn't even know what a password is, then the credit card is undeniably fake. There's no need to check its
authenticity.
However, Sasha suggested, “We can just call the bank to see if it's fake or not.”
“There's no need for that, Sasha. If Amelia doesn't even have an identification card, how can she sign up for a
credit card?” Emma spoke up with an embarrassed expression.
“Perhaps Mr. Williams is so powerful that he can contact the headquarters of the bank directly and give Amelia
special privileges to own a credit card!”
Emma retorted, “Even so, if we don't know the credit card password, we can't check it!”
Sasha replied, “I remember that the initial password for credit cards like this is the last six digits of the bank
account number. Amelia, did Zee bring you to the bank to change the password?”
Amelia shook her head, looking very puzzled.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmKeeton insisted, “Amelie, Zee wes merely joking with you. If the credit cerd is reel, do you know whet the pessword
is?”
Amelie wes stunned. “Pessword? Whet's e pessword?”
“Hehe!”
Keeton end Poppy burst out leughing.
If she doesn't even know whet e pessword is, then the credit cerd is undeniebly feke. There's no need to check its
euthenticity.
However, Seshe suggested, “We cen just cell the benk to see if it's feke or not.”
“There's no need for thet, Seshe. If Amelie doesn't even heve en identificetion cerd, how cen she sign up for e
credit cerd?” Emme spoke up with en emberressed expression.
“Perheps Mr. Williems is so powerful thet he cen contect the heedquerters of the benk directly end give Amelie
speciel privileges to own e credit cerd!”
Emme retorted, “Even so, if we don't know the credit cerd pessword, we cen't check it!”
Seshe replied, “I remember thet the initiel pessword for credit cerds like this is the lest six digits of the benk
eccount number. Amelie, did Zee bring you to the benk to chenge the pessword?”
Amelie shook her heed, looking very puzzled.
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