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…

They rushed her into surgery right away, removed the bullet. She’s stable, doctors say she’ll pull through. Kids’ bodies are resilient.

After that, I approached one of the shooters, and he got shot, too, but worse. He was dying in my arms. You know, I almost heard his confession, Austin said, gazing into the distance.

He started telling me that it was his fault a person died. I’m not a killer, he said. I just got involved with the people.

Because of him, another person died. He got into an accident. They shot his tires, and he crashed into a pole at full speed.

They stole something. He said he put a gun to his pregnant wife’s belly, took her gold. And her husband chased after them and died.

He confessed and died. I couldn’t do anything. Amanda listened with a heavy heart, not knowing how to console her husband in the face of such painful experiences.

Amanda paled. She prepared dinner for her husband, threw clothes into the washing machine, made sweet sandwiches for the kids. But she hadn’t said a word since that moment.

Later, Austin approached her when the kids were already falling asleep in their room, watching cartoons. Did I scare you with my story? I’m sorry. Don’t worry, shootouts like today are rarity.

They arrested two, two died, the girl got hurt, but everything will be okay. Come here, he said, pulling her into a hug. He embraced her, and Amanda sighed, looking into her husband’s eyes.

I haven’t told you about my parents, and I hope you’ll forgive me for keeping it hidden. Austin furrowed his brow. You said you were an orphan and hardly remembered your parents.

Yes, I was eight when my father and mother were shot in our yard. I’m alive because my grandmother shielded me with her body. Austin’s eyes widened and he took a step back.

Are you Benjamin Ross’s daughter? You? Amanda nodded. I’m sorry for hiding it. There’s not much to brag about.

My father was a gangster and a murderer. But the worst part is that I still love him. I loved him then, and I even understand now what he did.

Austin hugged Amanda so tightly that she could barely breathe. Everyone knew your father. I couldn’t have imagined that you were his relative.

Never, not in a million years. You worked at the church, and I heard that his daughter was somewhere in a mental clinic in Altai. Amanda shrugged.

I was there. What happened to me turned me into a neurotic. I have so many phobias and fears.

I went to the church to absolve my father’s sins. Then I met Darren and started living like everyone else. But I had this idea to help repair the church so it wouldn’t close.

In the end, Darren died. Austin held her tightly and whispered, you don’t have to carry all of that alone anymore. We’ll face everything together.

And in that moment, Amanda felt a warmth and understanding that she had never experienced before. Austin furrowed his brow. Then I have another piece of bad news for you that gangster said that his brother ordered him to rob his sister.

He said it. So, it appears to be the work of Benjamin Ross’ son? Amanda was in shock. Andrew? How could he? She couldn’t even fathom that he could be behind this.

After all, they could have killed her too. Amanda didn’t sleep all night. Austin dozed off while she lay next to him, staring at the ceiling.

When he woke up, Amanda was wearing makeup, which was uncharacteristic for her. For the first time since they met, she put on jeans. Austin was amazed.

Long hair, a slender figure, a light jacket, a t-shirt, and a large cross on her chest. She looked like the heroine from a movie. Wow! Austin exclaimed.

Where are we headed? We’re going to my father’s company. I sold the shares, but I own the building. Andrew asked me to sell it, but back then, I was preparing my son for surgery.

It was just before we met. I think I should visit the office and see what’s going on. Amanda had planned everything during the night.

Her studies in economics hadn’t been in vain. She definitely had a talent for this field. She entered the office, bypassing the secretary who hurried after her.

Excuse me, Mr. Andrew, she entered without permission. No worries. This is my sister.

She doesn’t need to knock. Come in, Amanda. You look great, Andrew smiled.

The secretary nearly twisted her neck, examining Amanda. Any mention of her being the daughter of the deceased criminal authority always piqued intense interest in her person. She was his biological daughter, his only child by blood.

But all the bloodthirstiness seemed to have somehow passed onto his stepson. I’d like to discuss my return to the company, she declared. Andrew tensed…