Eight hundred thousand.
All squandered away by Beatrice Black.
Edward Armstrong cried until he nearly fainted.
His monthly salary was only eight thousand yuan.
With household expenses, it would take him twenty years to save eight hundred thousand.
Now, he was already fifty years old, nearing retirent age.
When could he possibly save up another eight hundred thousand?
What was he to do now?
Edward Armstrong even had thoughts of dying!
Beatrice Black stood up and slapped Edward Armstrong, "Shut up! Why are you crying! It's just the system being busy, just wait a bit longer, we'll definitely be able to transfer the money out."
Edward Armstrong continued to cry miserably.
Beatrice Black then called the financial advisor.
Still a busy signal.
Beatrice Black tried desperately to calm her nerves and opened WhatsApp group chat.
Beatrice Black only knew about this app because of a fellow villager at the factory.
She invested eight hundred thousand.
The fellow villager invested three hundred thousand.
And the fellow villager was friends with the financial advisor.
She had to find out from the fellow villager just what was going on!
The villager would surely know the specifics.
Just as Beatrice Black opened WhatsApp, the phone call ca through.
"Hello!" The fellow villager's voice was clearly filled with sobs, "Sabrina! It's over, we've been scamd! What do we do?"
Hearing this, Beatrice Black felt as though she had been doused with cold water, "What did you say?"
Scamd?
No!
It can't be!
The fellow villager sobbed, "I can't find my friend anymore! They've taken the money and run!"
"You're joking with , right?" Beatrice Black forced out a slight smile, "You must be joking with !"
The fellow villager was known for being a joker.
But this ti.
There was not a hint of laughter in the villager's eyes.
"No joke... Sabrina, we've been scamd."
There were curses from the fellow villager's husband on the other end of the line, "I always said there's no such thing as free lunch! You damn woman! Ruining the family! I'll kill you!"
Then, there were sounds of punching and kicking.
Beep beep beep.
The phone call also went to a busy signal.
Snap!
Beatrice Black's phone fell to the ground.
Her face was utterly expressionless.
So she stood for over ten seconds.
Bang!
Beatrice Black collapsed onto the floor, bursting into loud sobs.
"My money!"
Edward Armstrong stopped crying and looked at Beatrice Black, stood up from the ground, grabbed her hair, and, for the first ti, raised his hand against his wife.
"I told you they were scamrs! Scamrs! But you wouldn't listen! Eight hundred thousand! A whole eight hundred thousand! What am I supposed to do for the rest of my life now?"
He had scrimped and saved for most of his life.
He even refrained from buying new clothes.
And now...
All of it was taken by the scamrs.
If Edward Armstrong hadn't stopped Beatrice Black, it would have been one thing.
But he had stopped her, and yet she didn't listen.
Beatrice Black just lay there on the ground, still being beaten and scolded by Edward Armstrong, unable to utter a single word.
Christina Armstrong just watched this unfold
She felt no sorrow, no sadness.
Instead, there was a sense of satisfaction.
Beatrice Black had brought this upon herself.
Evil begets evil.
Beatrice Black calmly picked up the phone and dialed the ergency number.
Soon, the police arrived.
After taking statents from everyone, one of the officers said, "Didn't you download the anti-fraud APP? Such cases have happened before in the country. Normally, as soon as the scamrs try to communicate with you, our police force would call to prevent the transaction."
Beatrice Black hung her head, silent.
The police had called her, but she thought it was a scam, so she hung up.
She had even uninstalled the anti-fraud APP.
At that ti, Beatrice Black had always felt like everyone was trying to stop her from getting rich.
Edward Armstrong clung to the police officer's hand, tears streaming down his face, "Police Officer, this money is the result of our hard work. We skimped on food and clothing, it's our life savings! If we can't get the money back, we might as well be dead! Please, I beg you! Help us, can you? Help us get our money back!"
With that, Edward Armstrong knelt down in front of the officer.
The officer imdiately helped Edward Armstrong to his feet, "Comrade, I understand how you feel. But in such cases, the suspects usually commit cross-border cris, and it's not just your family that has been defrauded. Rest assured, the police will expedite the investigation and try our best to recover your money!"
"Thank you! Thank you so much!"
Before long, Windy and Olivia Armstrong, the two sisters, also arrived.
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