The Intern Who Transferred My Money

Summary

The intern, Nancy, had set up a deposit transfer on my account. No matter how much I deposited, the balance always reset to fifty dollars.

In my past life, my biggest dream was to buy an apartment near the office. I finally saved the fifty-thousand-dollar down payment, my hands shaking as I handed over my card.

But the agent just looked at me with pity. "Declined. Insufficient funds."

I checked statements, argued with the bank, even filed a police report. Everyone thought I was crazy. Every transaction was there, clear as day, but I hadn’t made any of them.