Defying Fate: The Unstoppable Eileen novel Chapter 122

Ophelia cornered Janice, shaking her with a heated grip on her shoulders.

"What the hell is going on! Didn't I tell you to look after Eileen? Is this your definition of looking after? How did her room key end up in Egbert's hand?"

Janice, dizzy from the shaking, stuttered out an explanation.

After listening, Ophelia summed it up. "So, you're saying Eileen goes to Egbert's room to watch movies every day. When Egbert's not there, she lets herself in. She falls asleep halfway through, and when Egbert comes back, he carries her back to her own room. After carrying her multiple times, Egbert just gave her a key?"

Janice nodded vigorously. "Exactly, they have this open, above-board working relationship."

Ophelia was speechless. What kind of working relationship was this?

Ophelia knew it was too late to get angry now. She held back her anger and went back to Eileen.

Eileen was still eating breakfast, and her face almost buried in her plate. Seeing Ophelia back, she asked enthusiastically, "Want some?"

Ophelia snorted, "I'm too pissed to eat!"

Eileen put down her utensils, moved a bit closer with a smile on her face, and asked, "Ophelia, you said I'm rich now. Where's my money?"

Ophelia irritably pulled out a bank card from her bag and threw it to her. "The PIN is all zeros. Take it and scram!"

Eileen quickly took the card and pulled out her phone. Ophelia leaned back in her chair, drumming her fingers on the table.

Eileen was busy with her phone.

"Listen to what I'm saying…" Before Ophelia could finish, her phone rang.

It was a text message. At first, Ophelia didn't pay much attention, but then she received dozens of messages.

She checked her phone and saw that the money in the bank account she had opened for Eileen was being transferred out like a running stream. Not a one-time transfer, but small amounts being transferred out continuously, eventually flowing into over eighty different stock accounts.

"What are you doing?" Ophelia looked at Eileen in surprise. "You're transferring money to buy stocks? And divided it into dozens of accounts?"

Eileen, having blown through nineteen thousand dollars, put away her phone and started slurping her pasta again.

Ophelia frowned. "I’m talking to you."

Eileen lifted her head, didn't say anything but asked expectantly, "Ophelia, what's my next job? I want to start working as soon as possible."

Ophelia felt something was off about Eileen's state. She became serious. "Eileen, I don't want to mess with your personal affairs, but our contract with the company is for four more years. Unless something unexpected happens, we'll be colleagues for the next four years. Is there something you need to tell me?"

Eileen just looked at Ophelia expectantly, without saying a word.

Ophelia continued, "At first, you really didn't have money. But later, from the income calculation of Traveller 5+1, you had quite a decent income every month. Even if you're poor, there's a limit. Why is your money never more than fifty dollars? Where do you spend all your money?"

Eileen closed her mouth, lowered her head, and started eating noodles again.

"Eileen!" Ophelia was starting to get angry. "Can you tell me what you're doing?"