THE REJECTED SON-IN-LAW'S REVENGE

The trillion dollars

CHAPTER THREE

Outside the mansion was a heavy storm, he had nowhere to go because even his own family had rejected him and the only friend her had at work was squatting with friends and there was no way he would accommodate him. 

Under the heavy storm, Lucas slept under a shield as he clutched onto his bag firmly shivering with no coat to shield him from the cold. 

Despite how cold it was, he was finally able to doze off and only opened his eyes when the sky shone bright, he got up, feeling cold and sore all over his body, but a message beeped through his phone. He glanced through the screen of his phone and there was a message from his bank that said: 

Dear esteemed customer, your account has been credited with the sum of fifty trillion dollars from the hallway betting company. 

He read out but wasn't certain that his eyes weren't deceiving him or perhaps it was some scam, but his entire details were there including his code. 

Lucas jumped up on his feet, all the pain that he was previously feeling disappeared and immediately a call came through. 

“Hello” He spoke anxiously not bother glancing at the identity of the caller. 

“Am I speaking to Mr. Lucas Cooper?”

“Yes… Yes… This is Lucas” he replies holding his breath. 

“This is Mr. Sunny Vale from the hallway betting company, I must confess that this is the first anyone has ever won such a huge amount of money from our company, congrats Mr Cooper”

“Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir”

“The money has been deposited to the account you filled in when you played the game, the bank code was also sent to you…. ”

“I received it, thank you, thank you so much ”

“You are welcome, we expect to see you at our company tomorrow for some photoshoots and publicity”

“I will be there, I will” He replied anxiously and as soon as the call ended, he picked up his bag and dashed out. 

Lucas forgot how wet and dirty his clothes were as he ran to the bank, his heart filled with so much excitement that it felt like he was going to explode, but as he arrived inside the bank, he was pacing rapidly and everyone at the banking hall held their nose, the stench emanating from his body was too much for them to bear. 

“What is going on, does the bank allow lunatics inside?” One of the customers who was a male in his late forties spoke, his fingers still clutching onto his nose. 

“Young man, I am sorry but you will have to leave else we might be forced to call security on you”

“No, I am not a lunatic, am here to see the manager of this bank. You can't handle my transaction that is why I need to see the manager," he said. 

“I can't handle your transaction you say?” One of the staff banks asks as she scoffs out, while others around cannot help but chuckle while they scorn and mock him. 

“Please Sir, this is not a mental facility, I will advise that you leave!”

“No, I am not leaving, I am telling you the truth, the transaction I will be carried out here is trillions of dollars, so allow me to see your manager before you implicate yourself. Lucas said angrily.

“We do not have much time for your madness” the banker replied. 

“I want to speak to the manager, direct me to his office?”

The female banker could not help but laugh out loud, they had never experienced such a delusional customer and wondered how he walked past the security at the gate. 

“Please leave now while we are being nice, else you will be thrown out of here and might get injured in the process”

She threatened but his attention was not on what she was saying, his eyes kept scanning around and as he looked upstairs and saw a tag at the door through the balcony that said ‘Manager’, he immediately dashed out and started running towards the office, jumping through the stairs like they meant nothing and only stopped to catch his breathe when he was finally at the manager's office. 

The manager who was previously engrossed in his computer when Lucas stormed in and shut the door behind him was stunned to see a shabby man dressed in wet torn clothes that had an odour, his thoughts were how this man managed to get to his office. 

“Young man, what are you doing here, because it seems like you lost your way. I have been watching how you were threatening my staff down there.”. The manager who was a middle-aged man in his early sixties was dressed in a professional suit that made him look younger except for the grey hairs on his hair and moustache. 

“Good day sir, I apologize for storming in like this, but I am not a lunatic, some money was deposited into my account this money is trillions of dollars”

“Trillions you say? Young man, do you understand what a trillion glances like, someone like you will never be able to afford it even if you work forever”

“I understand why you say so because I have been looked down on by everyone all my life, but please if you could just take some moment of your time to go through my account with the code that I am going to give you, I promise you that it will be worth your time”

“I am sorry, but as much as I would love to play this game with you, I can't because I am very busy and compared to you, I do have a family to feed”

“So do I, so please sir, just go ahead and look”.

The manager saw the fire of determination in his eyes and knew that this boy was not going to let him be if he did not grant him the benefit of the doubt. He sighed loudly before clicking on his computer. 

“Fine, let me have the code so you can see the trillions in your account. If nothing is found in your account, you will spend the rest of your life in jail” He threatened in a mocking tone, but Lucas quickly handed out the code to him, his eyes widened so that they felt like they were going to pop out as he watched the manager going through. 

Once he was finally through, he heaved a sigh of frustration again and turned to him. “I am sorry, but with your code, we could not find your account or the money you claimed to have in it, I can now call secure to arrest you,” the manager said

“Please check properly, the money has to be there, the alert came in and I confirmed that it was from the bank, please sir check properly”

“I think that I have been patient with you and listened to you rant out some imaginative trash, now leave or I call security and have you charged for theft and claiming to have what you do not, in an attempt to defraud me”.

“I do not intend to defraud you, I have such an amount and I am not such”. The manager rolled his eyes at him, picked up his phone and dialled his security, but as soon as Lucas noticed that his attention had diverted to his phone, he immediately rushed over to the biometric and placed his hand.