The revealing watch
An enigmatic smile crossed Mr. Mathieu’s face.
“The watch,” he simply whispered.
Examining the object carefully, I noticed tiny marks engraved on the back.
Four digits. The long-awaited code.
My father had really thought of everything.
The turnaround
A few days later, while I was staying in a guest room, my phone vibrated.
Charlotte.
I let it ring several times before calmly answering.
” Yes ? “
His voice trembled with anguish.
“You knew, didn’t you?”
“What are you talking about?”
“The house… The notary just informed me that it’s burdened with enormous debts! Tens of thousands of euros! And you… you have the money, right?”
I felt a surge of satisfaction.
“Maybe. But you threw me out, didn’t you?”
A heavy silence preceded his pleas:
“You have to help me!”
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