Forgotten Legacy : Useless Son-in-law to Corporate Tycoon

Ch-6 Wanna bet?

On hearing the insults thrown at Noah Gloria felt like she was on cloud nine. How dare he cross her and hope to live peacefully? She added another remark on seeing that Noah was about to step forward;

"Wait, in any case, you are the husband of my dear friend, so here! I'll give you 600 dollars out of my own purse, just take them and get out!"

Even after hearing Gloria's insulting remarks, Noah did not respond. And at this very moment, one of the bank employees came to Noah and said with a polite smile.

"Sir, you can use the ATM to withdraw an amount below $20,000."

He had probably heard Gloria's remarked and redirected Noah towards the ATM.

"Oh, I actually want to withdraw more than twenty thousand dollars." Noah said.

Before the employee could respond, Gloria chimed in with contempt;

"That's impossible! You get six hundred dollars a month, how much money could you possibly have saved, even after three years? In my opinion, it has to be two thousand dollars at maximum.

And in any case, what will you even do with that money? Do you want to go to the flea market to buy clothes, because these clothes look like you have put them on after mopping the floor with it!"

He simply glanced at her lightly, then turned his attention towards the employee. He didn't have enough time to pay attention to a garbage pile.

On being ignored once again, Gloria's anger reached its limit and she shouted,

"Why, are you feeling embarrassed now? Or don't you dare say how much amount you are here to withdraw? Are you afraid that your reputation will sink further, then don't worry! I doubt you have much self respect anyway…"

"Would you believe me if I say eight million?"

Noan asked pointedly.

"Eight million? Ha ha ha..."

Gloria couldn't help laughing and shouted to the people who had gathered around them,

"This feels like a damn circus, everyone! This jobless house husband from the village, claims that he is here to withdraw eight million fucking dollars! Oh, my stomach hurts from laughing this much…"

The bystanders also joined in on the laughter. A jobless son-in-law has eight million in his account?

The thought was absurd and hilarious at the same time…

But Gloria wasn't finished;

"Hold on a second, have you started stealing from my friend now? No no, even that requires some effort and a functioning brain! Because no one in their right mind who has stolen something would boast about it publicly! So from next time, just remember that even when you want to exaggerate, just do it within limits…"

"Do you want to bet on it?"

Noah finally turned his attention towards Gloria, crossing his arms in front of his chest and squinted at her.

"Why not!" Gloria said with a smile,

"Remember your own words! If you don't have eight million in your account, how about kneeling down and calling me 'Madame' for the rest of your life? Anyway, you're just a jobless husband who happens to be lucky enough to get a rich wife, it won't be much of a stretch to call me Madame… and don't worry, I'll even give you a tip like the rest of my servants, ha ha!"

"And what if I win?"

Noah asked with a dry smile.

"If you win? Oh, don't kid yourself! Fine, if you really win, I'll call you my 'Master', and everyone here can be our witness!"

Gloria found the idea too laughable to even imagine, that she would ever kneel in front of an ignorant, lower class fool!

At this time, Tom Burton, the regional manager of the bank, arrived at the air-conditioned hall after hearing some commotion. He was Gloria's boyfriend, and she had come to the bank to meet him.

As soon as she spotted him in the crowd, Gloria smiled and said,

"Honey, you are here at the perfect time! This guy wants to withdraw eight million."

Eight Million!!!?

Tom looked at Noah from head to toe. He looked like a bargain shopper… even the shoes he wore were a fake pair of Nike, which were sold at the thrift markets at 30 dollars a pair. How could there be eight million in his account? He couldn't help but smile faintly.

He was just about to call for the security guards to throw Noah out for this sick joke, when he suddenly spotted the debit card in Noah's hand… and he was left absolutely stunned!

The debit card had a plain black background, and printed on it was a bright golden dragon.

The golden dragon monogram was printed with 3D technology and was absolutely lifelike in design! So it was the actual Black Dragon Card!

Ordinary people might not be able to recognize the card, but as a regional manager of the bank, he couldn't help but notice it!

The Black Dragon Card was universal; it was only given to the most senior members of any financial institution, and there were only 50 cards in the world!

Even some members of the royal families of other countries did not possess that card!

Therefore, having a Black Dragon Card was no less than a symbol of noble status!

"Well, sir, please follow me to the senior VIP room."

Tom hurriedly bowed respectfully.

At that moment, he was so relieved that he hadn't called the guards or broken the rules of the company… otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Hearing this, Gloria frowned and jumped in the middle;

"VIP room? Do you really believe he has eight million dollars in his account? Have you lost it, I thought you would be a little smarter! Let's just get this guy out of here quickly, so he doesn't cause any more trouble!"

SMACK!

Tom suddenly slapped her in the face and said anxiously, "Shut up!"

What the hell!

He couldn't afford to offend someone with a Black Dragon Card… did she want to die?!

And did she want to drag him to hell along with herself?!

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