Chapter Thirteen

Brooklyn looked at him with a blank expression on her face. Why did he need her bank details? Did he doubt her? Did he think that she and Brandon had deposited his money into her account? Her account had only her salary deposited from the restaurant which went to pay for the loan she had taken for her mom’s treatment. 

“I don’t have your money, Mr. Ardolf. The money in my account is my salary and I can’t give it to you. I need it to pay off the loan,” she said, looking at her hands with hurt. He didn’t at all believe her, it seemed. He still thought that she and her brother were thieves. Nikolas gave her a look of displeasure. How could she think that he would stoop that low and take away her hard-earned money? Last night when he saw her handbag, it was open with the things spilling out. He had wanted to check whether everything was in place. He had forgotten to pla