In the past, I would’ve stayed silent for the sake of his pride.
But this time, I opened the gift record on my phone.
"You gave me a rose in May 2023, a silver earring in August, and a ceramic bowl in October. That’s everything I received in three years. The total value? Maybe 500 dollars…"
Then I looked up at him again.
"Ethan, do you want me to list in front of our classmates exactly how you used my money? Or should I send the payment log to the class group chat for everyone to see?"
Ethan froze on the spot, scanning my face for even the slightest hesitation.
He realized I was serious, but still refused to apologize in front of everyone.
His expression hardened as he clenched his jaw.
"Fine, it’s just 300,000. I’ll transfer it."
He pulled out his phone and jabbed at the screen.
"I’ve sent the money. Don’t ever come looking for me again!"
Despite his words, no transfer notification came through.
Scarlet, unaware he was faking it, thought the money had really been sent.
She snatched the phone from his hands, eager to withdraw it.
But after searching for a while, her expression turned confused.
"Brother Ethan, I don’t see the transfer record. Which bank did you use? Tell me so I can withdraw it."