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SOPHIA. I returned to my room and began to calculate how many years it’s going to take me to pay up my loan if I earn such money every month. I became sad that my daughter would have grown to be a lady maybe a woman before paying it off but it’s worth it then my mind drifted back to Alex, I love him but he kept breaking me.

A thick ledger was thrown in front of me. Each page recorded the money Liam Sommer had transferred to me over the past ten years. Even the time of each transaction was recorded. Liam said, "On your birthday last year, I transferred 8,100 dollars to you. On our tenth anniversary, I transferred 108,000 dollars to you, and at the beginning of every month, I transferred 20,000 dollars to you for your living expenses. You must pay me back by the end of today. Each transfer has been recorded with the transaction time, so you can compare and check for yourself."

My friend's eyes widen in an exaggerated way. I nod. “Oh my God!” Cynthia raises her head. “Five percent equals three thousand two hundred and fifty, plus one hundred sixty-two and five cents, for anatocism” my friend can perform calculations at incredible speed. She is in the eighth semester of accounting. “Which gives a total of… hmm… three thousand four hundred twelve and five cents; multiplied by… How many months past due?” "Six," I answer in a small voice. "Good grief! That's…”

That night, after they slept, I sat at my kitchen table with a calculator. Because celebration was lovely. But numbers remained deeply committed to realism. I wrote down my projected first salary. Subtracted rent. Utilities. Food. Transport. Daycare. Then stared at what remained. Two hundred dollars. I looked at the paper. Then at the ceiling. Then back at the paper. “Well,” I told God, “this is rude.” The thrift store cashier watched me examine the same blouse for three minutes. “You know it’s three dollars, right?” “Yes,” I said.

My hands were trembling so much I had to press the numbers several times to get them right. "Since you insist on settling accounts, let's do it properly. Over the past ten years, applying a conservative annual interest rate of 2%, the total—principal plus interest—comes to 518 thousand and 400 dollars. "But since we're family, I'll round it down to half a million dollars. Mom, Dad, please pay me back immediately." Stephanie shot up from her chair, pointing at me. "Brittany, have you lost your mind?" she shrieked. "You've actually been keeping tabs for ten years? When did you become so calculating and evil? You're not the sister I used to know!"

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“Made mostly of red and orange. A weak light. Meant to simulate moonlight.” Johnson and Santiago exchange glances. “Anything else?” Santiago asks. I shake my head, even though I want to gush on about how amazing the breakthrough is. “Good, good. Email me with any more findings.” Johnson holds out a hand to usher Santiago from the room, immediately dismissing me.

I stood with that. Because I understood it fully well. The specific calculation of someone who had very little margin and could not afford to lose what little they had … I had been running that calculation since before I started at this school, and it looked like this. It looked exactly like what Yvonne had done here not long ago.

That was why she would always find ways to target me. She would mess up the room I had just cleaned and complain that the food I cooked was disgusting and dump it straight into the trash. Even so, most of her antics were just petty mischief. There was nothing that truly hurt me. I stayed calm and replied evenly, "I've accounted for everything. Rent and living expenses are calculated based on the local market rates for each month. "The reason it's only this much is because I subtracted the scholarships I received and the money I earned from part—"

"I offer you five times more than everything you mentioned!" Hansel said firmly. There was not the slightest calculation for Sherly, because that woman was the mother of his child and the woman he loved very much. "W...w...what? Are you really going to give that much?" Not only was he stunned, Morgu also suddenly stuttered when Hansel made a high offer. How could Hansel say it so lightly as if that much money meant nothing to the man? From inside his jacket pocket, Hansel took out a blank check that had been prepared from the start, then handed it to Morgu. "Fill in the amount you want yourself!"