VIP CLIENT
Author: Bigsnowy
last update2024-02-04 05:45:36

"Nothing, it's just that we didn't expect SAB's biggest VIP client to come around today. Mrs.Anna replied with a shocked expression.

"Biggest VIP client?" Mason asked, confused.

Mrs.Anna nodded in response. "Your account is worth five hundred billion dollars," she said, and in an instant, cold sweat broke down Mason's forehead.

Five hundred billion Dollars!

"Are you serious?" Mason asked, blinking his eyes in disbelief.

"Yes sir," Mrs.Anna replied. "These are the figures on my screen."

Emoji words were valid, and he wasn't crazy after all, and if he had five hundred billion dollars in his account, that meant he was a billionaire; the thought mentally slapped his face.

"I still can't believe you doubted me," Emoji said, reappearing beside him. "You have trust issues."

"How could I not!" Mason responded with his leg suddenly feeling jelly. It was taking everything he had not to scream in joy.

"Did you say something, sir?" Mrs.Anna asked, and Mason raised his head to meet her eyes, realizing he must have raised his voice.

Since only he could see. "Nothing," he replied with a smile.

"Sir, American Express has already issued you a Black card, which will be delivered tomorrow." Mrs.Anna said.

"A Black card!" Mason was shocked by her words. He knew the American Express card was something only a few people had, but the fact he was issued one means he was among the few with it in possession.

Mason swallowed and nodded with a smile.

"Mrs.Anna," the Secretary who scolded her a few minutes before calling, exited her office. "I want you to go and attend to Mr.Bubble and apologize for your insolent behavior earlier," she said, and those words put a frown on Mason's face.

"Excuse me, but you can see she is attending to me," Mason said. "And why on earth would you ask her to apologize to someone she politely told to wait his turn but turns out to be a pathetic jerk."

Mrs.Jules, who didn't know Mason was now their biggest VIP client, snapped her head in the direction of Mr.Bubble, hoping he didn't hear those words.

"Who do you think you're, you forsaken lowlife!" Mrs.Jules glared, pointing a finger at Mason. "How dare you constitute a nuisance in a place like this!"

"Maam–"

"Shut your mouth," the Secretary glared at Mrs.Anna, who was trying to tell her Mason Williams was their biggest Client. "You are getting fired today, Mrs.Anna!" the Secretary assured, then turned to Mason, who wore a frown. He was surprised how someone like her turned out to be the Secretary of this bank.

"How did you even get past the security," Mrs.Jules spat, irritated by Mason's appearance. She hated his low-quality clothes and how comfortable he was in them.

"But, Ma'am," Mrs.Anna interrupted, ignoring the threat. "That is Mr.Williams, our biggest VIP client."

Mrs.Jules tilted her head to the employee and then back to Mason's expressionless face.

"You mean Mr.Williams, who the chairman was trying to contact?" Mrs.Anna asked, and she nodded her head in response. "Are you sure this-" she glanced at Mason again before returning them to Mrs.Anna. "This man is Mr.Williams, or are you mistaken?"

"Yes, Ma'am. His details are here," Mrs.Anna replied.

Mrs.Jules, who didn't waste any time, went behind the transparent counter, and her face turned pale. She couldn't believe how someone she thought was a lowlife turned out to be as rich as that.

"M…Mr. Williams," Mrs.Jules stammered as she exited the counter, forcing out a smile that shivered in her mouth.

She had consistently recognized every big shot that entered the bank and would instantly create a good impression to win personal favor from them. She did this by ignoring those she called the lower class and attending to the rich Client. The minute Mason's account received a tremendous amount of money, even their chairman from overseas came to Aleric City to verify his identity man. The chairman asked Mrs.Jules to contact Mr.Williams instantly, but she couldn't reach him.

"W-we weren't expecting you to drop by, Mr.Williams," she said with a smile.

Mason glanced at her, irritated by the fake smile across her face. He shifted his gaze to Mrs.Anna, who hadn't said anything. "Mrs.Anna here is already attending to me," he responds, irritation visible in his tone.

"How dare you raise your voice at him!" A third party snapped, Making their heads roll in its direction.

"Mrs.Haley!" The Secretary gasped, seeing the woman who was approaching them. She was younger than Mr.Jules, who was in her thirties and was probably the same age as Mason. "I…I wasn't aware you would be checking in today. How was your trip." Mrs.Jules Stammered.

The lady, who was in her early twenties, panned at her with anger. If she can make Mr.Jules tremble like this, then she holds a higher position at the bank.

"How dare you raise your voice at him!" She repeated, anger masking her voice.

"T…To him?" Mrs.Jules shivered. "There was a misunderstanding, Mrs.Harley. Mrs.Anna didn't inform me who he was on time," she said, sweat breaking from her face. The chairman had not only seen her assault Mrs.Anna but also Insulted the SAB's biggest Client.

Mason was surprised at the woman who was defending him. He didn't know who this woman was, but he could swear if this woman didn't have lighter skin, longer hair, and feminine features, he could claim she would be his reflection.

Mason stared at her. He didn't know how, but she looked exactly like him. It was almost as if she was his identical twin.

"You dare refer to my brother as nausea!" Mrs.Heley spat, stopping next to Mason.

Mason also shares in Mrs. Jules' confusion and stares at the lady.

Did she call me her brother?

"B…Brother?" Mrs.Jules muttered, and she went pale. She couldn't believe the words she just heard. Did Mrs.Harley refer to this man as her brother? Mrs. Jules's eyes switch between the two figures, and she immediately bows her head. "I'm very sorry for my behavior; please forgive me," she said.

Mrs.Harley scoffed, shaking her head, and her facial expression made the Secretary fall to her knees.

"My brother might have a soft heart and pardon you, but I don't. "You're fired."

Mrs.Jules gasps. "No, no, please don't do this to me!"

Mrs.Harley glances at the receptionist, watching the scene. "Call me the security," she ordered, and Mrs.Anna nodded. Within a few seconds, the men in uniform appeared before her.

"Get her out of here."

"Yes, ma'am," they responded, dragging Mrs.Jules, who struggled and kept pleading.

"If you fire her, then who will attend to me?" Mrs.Bubble, who exited Mrs. Jules's office, asked, and Mrs. Harley's head snapped at him.

"You will wait like the rest of the people in the queue," Mrs.Heley responded coldly, and Mr.Bubbles stared at her in surprise. Mr.Bubble hesitated briefly before moving to the back of the line.

"I'm sorry, Mas, but I can't stand and watch others disrespect you," Mrs.Harley said.

"You look like me," Mason muttered, not overcoming his shock. Mrs.Harley chuckles.

"That's because I'm your twin," she replied.

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