Bab 122: Tea Room

Samantha still couldn't believe her eyes; all these numbers didn't make any sense to her. 

'I already have my own account that Richard set up for me, but this... She left me years worth of money to handle––decades even. It's like... her entire inheritance, perhaps?'

The more she looked over the papers, the more obvious it became––Amelie Ashford was a selfless saint who spared no money to those who were born without it. She spent her personal wealth on others, hiding behind the name of JFC and her husband but that was the only thing that Samantha couldn't readily accept. 

'Everybody was aware of her philanthropic work so people gave her credit that was due. I guess no one really knew that the money was coming out of her own pocket.'

She placed the papers back into the box and turned on the laptop, her lips curling slightly.