It wasnât exactly an accident, but it wasnât quite accidental eitherâshe got it right on her first try.
It was the same as his lock screen password.
After seeing the transfer success notification, Jane Sampson grinned with her small white teeth and laughed stealthily.
She laughed for two seconds, her hands never stopping their motions.
Perhaps it was due to excessive pride, so caught up in her joy, she didnât notice when James Black had approached behind her. When his voice, coming almost right next to her ear, reached her, she was so startled that she dropped James Blackâs phone on the ground with a loud clatter.
"What are you doing?" James Blackâs gaze fell on his phone lying at Janeâs feet, repeating the question that had scared her.
"Nothing, I wasnât doing anything," Jane replied, feeling very guilty as she quickly picked up the phone. Seeing that James Black wasnât angry, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Dropping his phone, and he wasnât even upset.
Good, good.
So, if she confessed, he wouldnât get mad either, right?
Jane thought it over, reopened WhatsAPP, then displayed the page of the deed she had just done on the mobile phone screen. Turning slowly to face James Black, head bowed as if offering a sacrifice, she placed his phone in her palm and slowly lifted it towards him.
"Here, look, I really didnât do anything outrageous," Jane said in a soft voice, "I just transferred some money from you."
To show that she really only transferred a little bit of money, Jane narrowed her eyes as she spoke and even made a small gesture with two fingers to James Black.
After waiting a few seconds and seeing James Black just looking at her, not even glancing at his own mobile phone, Jane thought he was upset, so she boldly retorted, "Being angry wonât help! Whose fault is it that you put my money into financial management? There are only two dollars in my bank account, how can I spend that? I donât have much cash on me either, and the key thing is, nowadays when you go out, few people take cash, they always say they canât make change."
"Do I look angry?" James Black raised his eyebrows, merely curious about what Jane was doing behind his back, stealthily. As for the amount she transferred, he couldnât care less, not one bit.
Be it a lot or a little.
His was also hers, wasnât it?
Jamesâ counterquestion left Jane totally befuddled.
Kind of.
But not quite.
In any case, without a smile or some expression from him, no one would know what he was feeling at the moment, unless they had mind-reading abilities.
But since he said he wasnât angry, Jane relaxed. She stood up, bypassed James Black, put his phone back in the drawer, then took out her own phone from her pocket and quickly accepted the money she had transferred from James Blackâs WhatsAPP.
Sneaking a peek at James Black, who was still watching her, Jane boldly took a screenshot in front of him, then sat on his sickbed, swinging her legs leisurely as she rapidly tapped on her phone. In just a few seconds, she posted a new Moments update.
Yeah, take a look, everyone. No talking now.
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If James Black were to look at his phone at this moment, heâd see that the screenshot from Janeâs new Moments post was, in fact, from his WhatsAPP transferring money to her account.
Three transfers in total.
One was 1314.
The second was 520.
The third was 999.
Just like Jane said, indeed not muchâadding all three together amounted to just over 2,000 bucks.