Karma

Sir Lin felt like someone had hit him with a sledgehammer.

“What do you mean, the banks are demanding their money?” He asked, his voice unsteady.

Sir Lin's secretary was restless on the phone. “This is a disaster, sir. We owe eight banks hundreds of millions. They're all threatening to foreclose on our assets if we don't pay up our debts.”

“But that's impossible,” Sir Lin snapped. “I have done business with these banks for years. They can't do this to me.”

“Unfortunately, Sir Lin, this is just the tip of the iceberg,” his secretary spoke in a shaky voice. “We were given an ultimatum–if we fail to pay up by the end of the week, they'll seize everything.”

Sir Lin felt his blood run cold. “I don't believe this. They're bluffing. That's right, they must be bluffing.”

“I'm afraid they're not, sir,” his secretary said hurriedly. “I spoke with their representatives a couple of minutes ago. If we don't pay up our debts, they'll take us to court, freeze our accounts and auction off our assets