Accidentally A Trillionth

Rina Julius

A week later...

Richard came out of the cab in front of Purpulus bank. A popular bank owned by a popular business tycoon. She is a member of the second ranked clan and the sister of Rina.

He was told to open an account in her bank and an asset, paid in by the Delta clan would be sent immediately.

Ricky sighed deeply and looked around. For a week, he was locked up in the Delta's villa, undergoing more lessons as the new king.

It was still a dream to him. Getting the ring, been the king of a society that has to do with riches, been made the CEO of Winter-blues company. A well known company in the country.

He went into the bank and for a minute, he thought about going back outside. The bank had people been attended to.

The thought of someone knowing him, filled his mind. What if he sees a classmate of his? They would definitely yell it out that he is a puppet. No one knows about him been the new king and if he is been said to be a puppet, all Rina and the Delta clan worked for, would be ruined.

Nevertheless, he took in a deep sigh and went in. He wore a glove, covering the ring and the cloth he wore, was an old cloth.

It actually took a lot to get out of the Delta clan dressed that way. He was more comfortable in his usual casual clothes than been covered in gold and expensive wears.

"Excuse me." He called the attention of one of the security guards working in the bank. "Where is the VIP floor?" he questioned.

"The VIP floor? May I ask what you want to do there?" The security asked with a puzzled look.

"I got something to pick up."

"At the VIP floor? Are you sure about that? Do you have a pass card?"

Ricky rose a brow and asked, "A pass card? What is that?"

"You don't know what a pass card is and you have a business at the VIP floor? That is the only card that can grant you access to the VIP floor. May I ask what kind of business you got to do there?"

Ricky rubbed the back of his neck. He was only told to go over to the VIP floor but wasn't given much details.

"Well, I came to open an account. I wasn't given much details but I was told to meet up with Mrs. Julius."

"Mrs Julius? The president of this bank?" The man's eyes was widened as he interrogated. Not anyone was allowed to meet Rachel, the bank president. "Well, I advice you to meet the manager instead. You can explain it all to him. Right now, Mrs Julius is quite busy." He explained and led the way to the manager's office.

He went in first and explained everything to the manager before he came out and led Ricky in.

The manager examined him from head to toe before he said, "Young man, I heard from the security guard what you are here for. Do you really know what the VIP section is for? If I may ask, what is your name?"

"Richard Flair."

"What business do you own? I mean, who are you?"

Ricky wasn't familiar with Winter-blues yet so saying he was the CEO, when he hasn't been announced or made known, would be a bigger issue.

Seeing he was taking time to give him an answer, the manager said, "You aren't sure of your business or who you are and you want to see Mrs Julius?" he sighed and pressed forward, "Anyway, we've got many options for you and you can choose what account you want to open. Our bank offers opportunities to everyone, regardless of your status so you can over to the ground floor and you will be attended to immediately." He went back to working on his computer.

"Can I speak to Mrs. Julius please?"

The manager stopped typing and looked at him again, "Do you know who she is? She isn't just anyone you can request to see and you would see. Only important people are allowed to see her. I have given you the needed information so you can leave now."

"But this is important. I was told to meet her."

"Young man, I do have a lot of work to attend to. You can leave now."

Getting to Mrs Julius was important at that moment. The coronation was to take place the next day and he needed to see her.

"Just inform her about me."

The manager slammed his palm on the desk, "I have kept my patience for so long but you are pushing me too far now. You should leave or the securities would throw you out and you know that can be embarrassing."

"Mrs Julius knows I will be coming. Just give her a call please." He insisted.

"Alright then," The manager picked off his telephone and dialed a number. After a ring, he commanded, "Get some men over to my office. You've got someone you need to take out." He dropped the phone and looked at Ricky. "You prefer this the hard way, so you are getting it."

"Please let me.....," The door was pushed ajar, cutting him off. The security men rushed in and held his hands. "Please wait." He pleaded but the manager wasn't ready to give a listening ear.

He was dragged outside, getting attention from the customers to him.

As long as it wasn't the VIP floor, commotion like that, when people are been dragged out of the bank, do happen sometimes.

While he was been dragged to the door, Rachel came out of the elevator and frowned seeing the commotion.

"What the hell is going on here?" She questioned and her eyes fell on Richard who was been held firmly. "And who are you to disturb the peace of this building?"

Richard sighed in relief as he saw her. Finally, he would be able to explain himself.

"Ma'am, he claimed he has something to tell you and that you are aware he would be here," the manager replied instead.

"Who are you?" she questioned.

"I am Richard Flair."

She looked at him from head to toe and scrunched her nose, "I don't know you and I don't plan on knowing you. I don't associate myself with people like you so don't you ever say you know me." she looked at the securities and said before she started off back to the elevator, "Take him out."

"Wait, please just hear me out."

She ignored him but then got a message on her phone. Bringing it out of her suit pocket, her eyes widened while reading the content.

Facing Richard again, she asked. "What do you say your name is again?"