I knocked once then pushed the handle down to push the door with it giving way. I peeked in his study, seeing him sit behind a desk with him buried in writing something down on a piece of paper. The study was dark with the only light coming from the side lamp on his desk. He had skipped lunch, going straight to his study right after washing up. I stepped in, closing the door behind me.
My hands slipped on my back pockets not knowing what to say. My eyes were cast down as I walked further and just stood there a further away from the desk, biting my lip feeling so nervous.
I did not know what to say, clearing my throat yet he did not even spare me a look just working on his paper.
“Uhm, two million is left in my bank account. You can take it.” I said it, my head looking up with my hair
