They Hacked My Phone to Cover Their Crime
Language: en
The day I went back to swipe my card, my heart pounded as I faced the familiar scene. The despair from my past life was still fresh. That twenty-thousand-dollar bill felt like a bottomless pit. No matter how many times I paid, it reappeared instantly. Back then, I had needed to use the card urgently, thinking I could repay it within the interest-free period. But after I paid and refreshed the statement, the same twenty-thousand-dollar debt stared back at me. I thought it was a system issue and called customer service. They checked and said everything was normal. They had not received my…