A pregnant nun came to the bank to collect her inheritance, and after asking her the first question, the banker ran to the safe deposit box…

She began studying economics, but realized on the final year that it wasn’t her calling and dropped out, just a step away from obtaining her diploma. Some said she was crazy, while others believed she suffered from melancholy. She was an extremely introverted person, never discussing what had happened with anyone.

Many journalists tried to interview her, but Amanda simply remained silent. And now, after all these years, she entered the bank and requested to open the safety deposit box of the famous Benjamin Ross. To some in the city, Amanda’s father wasn’t a criminal authority and murderer.

Many remembered him as a talented football player. Others knew him as a man who elderly homes. The main city retirement home was built with his funds.

It remained the best in the region to this day. Benjamin deeply loved his grandmother, who raised him alone. In her memory, he built a home for the elderly.

Here you go, this is yours. Mr. David said with a grin. Amanda calmly took the box from his hands, filled with gold and valuable jewelry.

There was no trace of greed in her gaze. Thank you, she said meekly. Driving around town with this could be dangerous.

Would you like me to have our security guard escort you to your destination, the manager offered, his eyes gleaming. Amanda shook her head and replied, no, thank you, there’s no need. She was about to leave, but David’s question held her at the door, and what do you plan to do with such wealth if it’s not a secret? Your father was known for his generosity towards the elderly.

You must be planning to make a donation? Amanda smiled, yes. The money will be spent on repairing the church where I lived. They took me in during a difficult time, and thanks to that, I met the man I love, my husband.

I want to renovate and restore it to make it the best in the region. David nodded respectfully, paying her a compliment. As soon as Amanda left, he approached his security guard and instructed him to discreetly follow her.

Amanda got into her car and drove away. Someone had brought her here and was waiting across the street. The guard quickly jumped into the manager’s car and followed them.

Meanwhile, Mr. David dialed Andrew Ross’ number. Mr. Andrew, your sister visited our bank today. Yes, she retrieved the contents of the safety deposit box.

Don’t worry, my man will keep an eye on her. I offered her an escort, but she declined. I’ll have her address soon.

Yes, she mentioned she intends to repair some church. You were right, the girl is clearly not in her right mind to spend such wealth on some dilapidated place. Before Amanda could arrive back home in the village, a black car caught up with her and her husband at a gas station.

As a man in a black suit emerged from the car, those same terrifying childhood memories flooded Amanda’s mind. She froze with fear. The man approached her, aimed a gun at her abdomen, and shouted, give everything quickly.

Move! Amanda’s husband, Darren, was settling the payment with the cashier. He didn’t immediately notice the robber amidst the noise of passing cars. When he did notice, Amanda had already handed over everything and was choking back tears of fear and panic.

The man in the suit swiftly jumped into his car. Darren rushed to Amanda, asking, are you okay? Did they hurt you? Unable to speak, she shook her head and stuttered, they just tipped the box. Stay here, I’ll be back soon…