"These are the old man's private belongings," Gideon said, his voice tight with anger. "They're confidential and can't be shown to outsiders."
Debra also lost her patience.
"Open it," she said, "and I'll give you another sum of money."
"Alright, I'll try," I said.
In the blink of an eye, I was squatting in front of the safe.
Everyone sneered at me, moving away in disgust as if I carried a virus.
Gideon frowned at me, shaking his head in disappointment.
My heart pounded as I hesitantly entered a series of numbers.
"1, 2, 3, 4!
"Enter!"
It opened!
The safe opened.
Opened...
"I can't believe..."
It was that simple...
I started to say but was suddenly pushed aside by the crowd.
People were frantically grabbing documents from the safe.
From their fragmented conversations, I gathered that those documents were share transfer agreements for Rylan's company.
Despite their elegant attire, these people were scrambling like shoppers at a wet market.
I slumped to the ground, watching the scene unfold, a deep sadness washing over me for reasons I couldn't quite understand.