Chapter Eight

Derek stepped into the grand entrance of the bank, he stood tall as he accessed the people in the bank. He was used to the stares, the sneers from people who judged him before they knew anything about him. Today was no different.

He walked toward the counter where a wealthy woman, decked out in layers of gold and diamonds, turned to look at him. Her face twisted with an emotion he was familiar with, disdain.

"What is this?" she scoffed, her voice loud enough to echo across the lobby. "Security, why is this homeless man allowed in here?" Her words dripped with venom, and she made no effort to lower her voice. Derek could feel the weight of her judgment, but he kept walking.

A security guard appeared beside him, he was there to escort Derek out. "Sir," the guard said, his tone measured, "I’m going to have to ask you to leave."

"I’m not here to cause trouble," Severin replied calmly. "I’m here to withdraw some money."

The woman, hearing this, let out a shrill laugh. "Money? You? Don’t m
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