Chapter 207
Contact Sebastian Evans Directly.
Her phone screen lit up.
A crisp notification sound chimed.
Hannah Morse looked down.
A bank transfer notification appeared prominently.
Henry Lorenz's voice came through the receiver. "Sweetie, did you get the money?"
"Got it!"
The amount wasn't one million.
It was one point five million.
Pops had transferred an extra five hundred thousand.
Hannah couldn't help but smile.
"Eat well every day. Don't skimp. Tell me if you need more money!"
"Okay!"
The call ended.
She put her phone away.
She looked up and met two pairs of eyes.
Marcus Lawrence and Sophia Sullivan were staring at her.
Hannah blinked. "The money's here. Why are you looking at me like that?"
Marcus crossed his arms. "Miss Morse, you aren't being entirely honest."
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"You said your family lives in a village?"
Hannah nodded. "Yeah, an urban village. Surrounded by shopping districts and mansions. Very bustling!"
Marcus fell silent.
Sophia asked softly. "Parents are unemployed? In charge of watching a building?"
"Right. My family has over eighty buildings for rent collection. Pops deals with tenant issues every day. Fixing pipes, checking meters. It's similar to property management work."
Being his own boss.
Sophia was speechless.
Marcus raised an eyebrow. "Going out to sea to fish?"
Hannah laughed. "Mom loves throwing parties on the yacht. Dad is passionate about deep-sea fishing. So they go out on the boat often."
Yacht.
The word made both of them pause.
Marcus took a deep breath. "So... your family isn't poor?"
Hannah's eyes widened in surprise. "Why would you think my family is poor?"
Marcus's gaze swept over her T-shirt, shorts, and flip-flops.
She didn't even wear Crocs anymore.
She ran around in flip-flops all day.
"Your outfit really doesn't scream wealthy."
Hannah glared. "Marcus! Everyone dresses like this in summer where I'm from! My dad collects rent in flip-flops every day!"
Daily rent collection.
Sophia and Marcus exchanged a look.
They both fell silent simultaneously.
So they had misunderstood from the very beginning.
"The money's enough now. When are we buying the instrument?" Hannah rubbed her hands together excitedly.
Sophia thought for a moment. "This is a group project. The cost should be split equally."
Marcus nodded. "Forty-two thousand each."
Sophia said, "No problem."
Hannah suddenly narrowed her eyes. "You said I wasn't honest? You two are the ones hiding your depths, aren't you?"
Marcus coughed lightly. "Saved-up New Year's money."
Sophia said calmly, "Earned it myself."
Getting a substantial breakup settlement was a skill.
No issue there.
The money was pooled.
But a new problem arose.
The CPRT dynamometer was a high-end instrument with a very niche market.
It was difficult to purchase commercially.
Marcus found the sales number.
The call went to a disconnected line.
She frowned. "I'll ask my family elders. See if they have any channels."
Sophia nodded. "I'll try to find out too."
Hannah raised her hand. "What about me?"
"You're in charge of the money."
That afternoon.
Forty-two thousand was transferred to Hannah's account successively.
Looking at her bank balance.
She happily took a bite of a cookie.
Even though her family had money.
She would always love money.
She got that from her pops.
...
Sophia discovered the domestic distributor for the CPRT was Helios Technologies.
The major shareholder of this company was Leo Young.
Through layers of connections.
She found a familiar name—
Charlie Lowell.
The call connected quickly.
"Sophia? What's up?"
Sophia chuckled. "How have you been?"
"Don't ask. Fractured my leg. Been stuck in the hospital for a week."
"Serious?"
"Need to rest. I'm so bored."
Sophia advised, "Rest properly. Don't try to walk too soon."
"Got it. Did you need something, Sophia?"
Sophia explained her purpose.
Charlie was confused. "CPRT? I only know CPR..."
Sophia patiently explained, "It's a type of bio-measurement instrument."
"Helios Technologies..."
"Yes."
"I invested in that company. But just as a follow-on investor. Not involved in operations."
"Julian Winston is the main person. He went heavy on the tech sector. He should know more."
"You could ask him."
"Thanks. Rest well."
"Don't mention it~"
She hung up.
Sophia called Julian Winston directly.
He answered quickly.
The background was quiet.
"Mr. Winston."
"So formal, Sophia~"
The nickname made her skin crawl.
"Politeness is better."
"Come on. I'm your best friend's boyfriend now. By seniority, shouldn't you call me brother-in-law?"
The relationship was dizzyingly complicated.
Sophia got straight to the point. "I need to ask you something."
"Go ahead."
She briefly explained the situation.
Julian confirmed, "Helios Technologies?"
"Yes."
"Need to find their boss?"
"Mm."
"Then you should just call Sebastian Evans directly."