Ethan and Elsa Caldwell stared into each other’s eyes for more than one minute, each seeming to look into the soul of the other. After another one minute passed by, Elsa broke eye contact and snorted out a laughter. “The Wellington family told me you’d be a small fry to handle. Of course, I couldn’t take chances given how easy it was for you to wipe out a big family like the Lauthners overnight.” “Does anyone even know where they disappeared to? It’s like they disappeared into thin air.” “Only a few people can make that happen; wealthy families like the Wellingtons, the government and a high ranking army official like a commander.” “So I took the liberty to be careful when taking care of you. And because of that, I knew just when to stop.” “Had I pushed forward and let Isaac attack you like I planned, you would really make the rubbles of this house bury us alive, wouldn’t you?” Ethan scoffed and raised a questioning brow. “What makes someone as despicable as you think you have

Matilda finally released her furrowed brows and glanced at the people behind her. Given that the bank manager was saying this in front of so many people without mincing words, then maybe she was right. “This card?” She hesitantly asked just to be sure as she raised it for everyone to see. The bank manager nodded. “Yes. It’s a black card ultimatum. Limitless, the identity of its owner isn’t shown to just anyone and if visiting a bank, its owner should never be kept waiting.” Matilda was silent for a moment before she asked again, “So you’re not taking me inside to arrest me?” “Why would I do that, ma’am? You’re the most important customer our bank has had in decades!” The bank manager hurriedly replied. After staring at her face thoughtfully and seeing it didn’t look like she was trying to deceive her, Matilda finally nodded and followed him into the bank. The bank manager led her straight to her office. As soon as Matilda sat down, someone walked into the office carrying a v

Edward Steven was startled. Then he stared at the middle-aged man over and frowned slightly. The man was dressed in a clean and elegant blue suit. Even without trying, he had an air of authority that Edward couldn’t help, but feel intimidated. Nevertheless, he didn’t know who this man was or why he was kicking down the doors of the bank. So he gritted his teeth in rage and glared at him. “And what are you supposed to be? How dare you barge in here? Those darn security, have they forgotten what their job here is!” The man stared at him sternly before he stepped into the office fully. Only then did Edward notice the briefcase he was holding onto. His eyes swept over the six men who were with him and his eyes bulged fearfully, a thought occurring to him, when he saw they were holding onto the same type of briefcase. On a closer look, he gulped down warily when he recognized the type of briefcase they were holding. These…were they lawyers? Was the bank about to be sued? Edward co

That was when it suddenly dawned on Edward. This man in the office wasn’t just a nobody. For the second time today, he had judged someone wrongly. He didn’t know exactly what Ethan’s identity was, but to have someone from the minister of finance treat him with so much respect, he was definitely not someone he should’ve spoke so rudely to a few minutes ago. Sensing he had cornered himself, he screamed out defensively, “Everything I did, I did for the bank!” Ethan chuckled and turned around to look at him. “Does that include the 300 million you embezzled every year?” “Wh-what? How do you know that?” Edward shuddered in disbelief, the hairs on the back of his neck standing on its end. The 300 million he embezzled every year was something he did so carefully. He was so careful that he was able to get away with it every year even when an extensive investigation was done by the bank. He didn’t even leave a receipt behind that could trace the transaction back to him. This man, just

“Vivian Martell?” Chloe smacked her lips together thoughtfully, finding the name awfully familiar. Claire nodded. “Yes. Do you happen to know anyone by that name?” After racking her brain for several seconds, Chloe shook her head in refusal. “I don’t remember, but I think I’ve heard about her.” “You must’ve. I hear the Martell family are wealthy. They are way above the first tier families we have here in Springdale. It doesn’t surprise me she was able to pay that much to hire a model.” “Either way, congratulations, sister. Just be sure not to treat me out to expensive places like this or your 150 million will disappear in the blink of an eye.”“Too late, I already reserved another spot at Milan Restaurant.” “Milan restaurant? I’ve heard about them. Tsk! It’s really difficult to resist. Fine, let’s eat there.” “The old you would’ve asked me to cancel reservation and save the money. What has happened to my sister?”“After depriving myself of things for 28 years, I’ve come to the