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2024-10-29 19:42:56“C’mon, Alexander, let him be. He is probably here to ask for a janitor's role at this prestigious bank. He needs to work his butt off to be able to afford this original Rolex wristwatch you bought for me. Hahaha. So, let's leave him. We have a party to attend, remember?” Olivia said as she placed her hands on Alexander’s chest and kissed his cheek after her words.
Though it still hurt to see a woman he loves kissing another guy and being all lovey-dovey with him in his presence, Julius only looked aside as he made his entry into the Fortuna Elite Bank.
The interior of Fortuna Elite Bank welcomed visitors with a blend of opulence and modern comfort. The polished marble floors echoed each footstep, leading to plush leather chairs arranged like islands in a sea of prestige. Soft ambient lighting created a warm atmosphere, while the air hummed with the quiet efficiency of transactions.
The teller counters, gleaming like polished mahogany, stood as bastions of financial service, inviting patrons into a realm where every detail spoke of both luxury and reliability.
Going further into Fortuna Elite Bank, Julius did not mind the contradiction between the luxurious details of the bank and his poor, faded black suit. But of course, as Julius confidently walked in, it did not mean the employees confidently received him.
Standing a few steps away was a woman who had kept her eyes on Julius since the moment he walked into the bank. She was dressed in a professional yet chic manner. She wore a tailored blouse and a pencil skirt. Her accessories, like the delicate pendant and modest earrings, were tasteful. In the same way, her low-heeled shoes allowed both comfort and style.
“Hello,” she blurted immediately as she confronted Julius with a forcefully crafted smile.
“You cannot be here,” she added in the same manner she blurted. Hence, she eyed Julius from head to toe, her eyes passing an obvious message of why she confronted him.
“Why?” Julius asked, his voice calm, and his stance remained confident.
“Excuse me? I don’t understand what you mean by why." The woman said with an unbelievable smirk, as if Julius had lost his mind and needed some therapy for him to realize where he was.
“I asked why I couldn’t be here. I want to use the service of this bank, or is that a crime?” Julius said it in yet another low voice and with confident composure.
“I apologize, Mr....” the woman said, trying to catch Julius's name, but if Julius opened his mouth to say his name, it was a lie. Every word that flew out of his mouth was his perfect silence.
“Anyways, Mr. Whatever your name is, I know you missed your way into this bank. This is not the bank for everybody. This is the Fortuna Elite Bank, and we only offer our services to wealthy people who have…"
“Black Golden Master Card?” Julius interrupted. “Yeah, I am here to process the card, as I would claim my assets today," he added.
“What goddam asset?” the woman yelled.
“Look here; I am done with this stupid game of yours. There is no way a dirty, poor-looking scumbag like you would have an asset. I have not seen you here before, and neither have I seen anyone who looked like you. If you don’t quietly walk out of this bank right now, I will be forced to call security on you. Now scram!” she yelled once more.
No matter how much she yelled and how much this had caused everyone in the bank to cast their eyes on Julius, Julius did not move a muscle. Instead, he maintained his composure.
“I want to see the manager,” he said yet again in a low tone.
“The manager?” The woman answered loudly and was shocked.
“How dare you say that?" she said angrily.
“Security!” she yelled at once, and immediately, Julius saw two officers advancing toward him hurriedly.
They were dressed in well-fitted suits with discreet badges for both professionalism and efficiency. They also had holstered handguns at their sides, which conveyed a silent commitment to order and safety.
And as soon as they reached Julius, they grabbed him by his shoulders and lifted him above the marbled floor like weightless feathers caught in an unexpected gust of wind.
“What is happening here?” asked a man who seemed to be in his sixties, dressed in a perfect blue suit. He had salt-and-pepper hair that framed his face with lines of experience. He wore glasses perched on his nose, and his eyes reflected a wealth of knowledge.
“What is happening here, Mrs. Mona?” asked the man once again, turning to the woman who confronted Julius.
“Sir, I don’t know what this poor-looking guy is looking for in this bank. But he lied, saying that he has an asset here. Please do not be bothered by him; I will make sure security throws him out at once,” said Mrs. Mona.
“So, what are you waiting for, securities? Bounce this thief out of here!” Mrs. Mona ordered immediately. However, if that were to happen, it would be a lie.
“Wait!” the man ordered immediately, his gaze upon Julius evident of his curiosity, like an artist staring at art closing. “How can a poor-looking guy like this claim to have an asset here?” he muttered to himself, as he also could not understand the contradiction between Julius’ confident composure and the way he looks.
“Hello, sir,” the man said, still staring at Julius with his curious eyes.
“Is it true you have an asset here?” The man asked in a low tone.
“There is no need to ask him that, sir. He is probably going to lie again. Let’s throw him out before he has the opportunity to steal anything of value here,” Mrs. Mona interrupted.
“Mrs. Mona, take it easy, please. We have over thirty securities guarding this bank; we have CCTV at every corner of this bank. Upon pressing the emergency button, the SWAT team is going to flood into this bank to protect the wealth of the people. How can a young man like this, looking very poor, be able to steal anything here and be successful with it?” the man said, turning to Mrs. Mona before turning right at Julius again.
“I ask again, sir, is it true you have an asset here?"
“Yes, sir, I have an asset here to claim,” Julius answered precisely.
"Well, then, that is strange. I have worked here for over forty years, and I have not seen anyone looking as poor as you. How true is it that you really have an asset to claim here?" The man said and wondered again.
"If you do not mind, can you tell me your name?” He asked politely.
“I am Julius Sabbath,” Julius answered calmly.
Suddenly, as the man heard his name, his eyes opened in shock as he recognized the name, and immediately he bowed his head like a subject bowing before his king.
“I apologize, Master Julius Sabbath. Your dress did not allow me to recognize you. Please forgive me,” the man stammered.
“Sir, he is lying. Can’t you see? He is a nobody. Security, I won’t say this again. Throw this thief out right now,” Mrs. Mona interrupted once more. Her voice over her head as everyone in the bank could hear her.
“How dare you call Master Sabbath a nobody? Much worse, a thief? Do you not know that he is the only heir of the grand master of the great Sabbath family?” The man frowned at Mrs. Mona immediately.
“Today you lose your job for looking down on Master Sabbath. Security, take her ID and throw her out of the building,” the man ordered at once.
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Hearing what the man said, Julius quickly intervened. He knew that, though Mrs. Mona was rude to him, all she did was try to protect the bank by sending out a dirty-looking scumbag like him.“No, that’s okay, Mr. Noah. Let her keep her job. She is pardoned this time,” Julius said calmly, like a master disallowing his senior student from punishing the younger one.“Oh! If that’s what you want, sir, she is pardoned, of course." The man stammered and bowed once again, like a student acknowledging his master’s wishes.“What?” Mrs. Mona thought as her eyes expressed maximum shock, like someone who had just witnessed an unexpected plot twist in a gripping movie.“This dirty-looking guy has the power to make me not lose my job? He can actually control everything here. And my boss respects him very highly. Who is this guy, actually? Who are the Sabbath family?” Multiple thoughts conquered her mind at this moment, as she remained perplexed by what she just experienced.Cutting the silence that
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Serving the cup of coffee, the lady quietly walked out of the office with her heels clicking softly once again. As the lady's presence vanished from the office, Julius took his hand to the cup holder and lifted the cup toward his mouth, sipping the coffee like the perfect gentleman he was.As he was gently sipping the coffee, Mr. Noah, who had quietly left the office before, made his entrance once again, grabbing a seat on the other side of the office where Julius was perfectly seated.With his glasses perched at the tip of his nose, Mr. Noah opened a blue-binded document in his hands and, with a pen held at the tip of his finger, said, “Master Sabbath, please sign here, here, and here,” pointing at the customer’s signature inbox left blanked on the document.Seeing where he was to sign on the document, Julius accepted the document, which was stretched to him politely, and glanced through it in a few seconds. “I should sign here, right?” he asked softly, placing his finger on the docu
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Finally stepping out of his building, Julius' phone began to ring again. Retrieving the phone from his pants pocket, he accepted the call immediately.“Hello, Dad." His voice sounded calm and familiar, as he knew exactly who he was speaking to.“Hello, son, I am glad you have claimed your assets. It’s time to meet me at the hotel. Mr. Turner is already on his way to pick you up,” Julius heard, and the call ended immediately.Hearing the call end, Julius smiled. “He never changed,” he muttered as he returned the phone back into his pocket and walked gently to his bicycle.Standing right next to his bicycle like a faithful companion, Julius heard the notification alert from his phone again, buzzing in like a persistent hummingbird seeking attention.At this moment, Julius peaked at the height of his curiosity, like a mountaineer reaching the summit of a long-anticipated climb. He was more than ready to launch his eyes at his phone and read every tag of his name on that Twitter space.“P
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The hotel room was super nice, with shiny wooden furniture and comfy leather chairs. Big windows showed off a cool view of the city, and a fancy light hung from the ceiling. In this way, Julius's dad sat at a big desk surrounded by cool art, making the whole place feel really fancy. As his father was seated, Julius also took his seat in the comfy leather chairs adjacent to his father’s desk. Right beside him was a coffee pot, and he poured himself a cup. “Been a while since I had a nice cup of coffee, dad,” Julius voiced at once. “Well, poverty training is meant to be rigorous. When I had mine, I wished every day that the training would be over and I could get back to my normal lifestyle,” his dad smiled; hence, he rose slowly from the table after picking up a document from his desk. “Son, it's time to get at it now. You are now a man, and definitely, you must start to run part of the family’s business." His father handed the document in his hand to him immediately and grabbed a sea
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Walking his father to the ground floor of the hotel and having bowed to him and watched him get into his luxurious car parked outside of his hotel, his father left for their family airport, where he'd be gone out of the country for good.In this moment, Julius felt more anew, and right there, he believed in himself more. With this strength, he walked out of the hotel and stared at his name boldly imprinted on the hotel wall in 3D, and of course, boldly seen on each glassy door and on the marble floor even from outside where he was.“Sabbath Luxuria.”“Yes, sir, it's your name, and it's very beautiful on the walls and on the floors,” Julius heard suddenly from behind him, and when he looked back,“Mr. Turner. I thought you left with Dad."“Yes, I did, sir.” Mr. Turner bowed immediately and, hence, raised his head in about two seconds.“So, why are you here?” Julius asked immediately.“Sir, the grand master insisted that he wants me by your side to protect you from any danger.”“Oh, I s
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“I can afford everything,” Julius answered almost immediately, his voice low and resonating with such confidence that Olivia had never seen before.However, if this meant that they agreed with him, it was a lie. “You? Do you mean you, Julius, can afford everything?” Olivia smirked loudly behind her mother, where she was, and she wasn't the only one with an audible smirk.“Perhaps he meant that after he stole from Fortuna Elite Bank, the one you said you saw him before, he would be able to afford everything,” Olivia’s grandmother voiced from behind Patricia, and hence, they all burst into loud laughter once again.“Let's just leave this dummy and go on in. God! Pfft!” Olivia’s younger brother rolled his eyes like a girl and scoffed upon hearing what his grandmother said.“You know, it's a good thing that you all are a family. Patricia, Cynthia, Mildred, Olivia, and even you, Ethan. A bunch of poor opportunists who think of themselves as privileged,” Julius voiced suddenly.“Pfft! And y
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“Thank you, Ms. Benedicta, for the opportunity to speak in this interview session about the recent happenings in our society. And yes, a prenup is a short prenuptial agreement. This is a legal contract entered into by a couple before they get married. It outlines the division of assets and financial responsibilities in the event of divorce or separation. This is the case with Rebecca, according to her agreement in the prenup; she won’t get anything from the assets after divorce.“Now, regarding whether she is right to be happy as her husband has been sentenced to life imprisonment, I want us to understand that, first of all, it is a person’s right to be happy. A person who is not happy deserves to be happy. However, the cause of being happy can vary. To some, money makes them happy; to others, their husbands or wives make them happy; and to other people, the aroma of food and the sound of sexual talks make them happy.In the case of Rebecca, I can relate to her when she says she was ha
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Answering that question, the screen boldly showed reporter Alfred, who then said, “Our dear viewers, you have heard from Rebecca herself. She has filed for divorce with Mr. Thornton, and she is the happiest that justice has been served. Right now, we will be transitioning to the studio, where Ms. Benedicta will take over this discussion. But before that, don’t go anywhere.”As reporter Alfred said this on TV and smiled, the screen transitioned into a commercial break. A renowned soccer player was seen on TV kicking his ball and finally kicking it hard into the sky. Suddenly, the ball speedily changed into the Pepsi logo, and then a bottle of Pepsi was shown on the screen.After the commercial, the TV transitioned back into the studio, where a woman was shown wearing a short-length suit. Her hair was somewhat red and very short. She held a pen and a notepad and smiled boldly into the camera.Beside her were five men in different colored suits. One wore blue, another black, another grey
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The news of this soon spread across every blog, every news station, and on social media, with the caption, “Mr. Richard Thornton, the same man who set out to compete with Master Julius Sabbath's luxurious hotel, has been sentenced to a lengthy prison term.” As for this, the news broadcasters have it on their TV screens, like:“Hello, dear viewers, We are back again to give you the latest news in real-time. As always, you are our priority, and we make sure to keep you updated.Just a few minutes ago, Mr. Thornton, who wanted to compete with Master Julius Sabbath of the great Sabbath family, was sentenced to a lengthy prison term. We heard this from the judge himself when he pronounced the sentence in court.Among the testifiers in court who shared their experiences with Mr. Thornton were his neighbor, Master Julius Sabbath himself, his two daughters, his wife, his ex-wife, and three of his employees.While they shared their experiences with the court, each of their testimonies aligned
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The courtroom was tense with anticipation as Master Julius Sabbath stepped down from the stand. The judge, his face a mask of solemn contemplation, turned to address the room. The weight of the testimonies and evidence presented against Mr. Thornton hung heavy in the air."Mr. Thornton, please rise," the judge commanded. Thornton stood, his face pale, his eyes darting around the room as if seeking an escape from the walls closing in around him.The judge began, "After hearing the testimonies of multiple witnesses and reviewing the substantial evidence presented, this court must now deliberate on the charges brought against you. The accusations are grave and numerous, encompassing wage theft, domestic violence, sexual harassment, and corruption."He turned to the jury, ensuring their attention. "First, let us address the charge of wage theft. We have heard from multiple witnesses, including former employees, who testified to your consistent failure to pay wages on time. These delays an
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Chapter 240: Master Julius To The Stand
As Michael Harrison left the stand, the judge turned to the bailiff. "Please call Master Julius Sabbath to the stand."Julius walked to the stand, was sworn in, and took a seat, facing the courtroom with a calm yet determined expression."Please introduce yourself to the court," the judge prompted."My name is Master Julius Sabbath," he began. "I am the heir of the great Sabbath Family who was once in poverty training when I met Mr. Thornton."The judge nodded. "Master Sabbath, can you tell us about your experiences with Mr. Thornton?"Julius took a deep breath and began. "When I first met Mr. Thornton, I was still struggling to make a name for myself and was undergoing training to improve my skills. Mr. Thornton hired me despite my circumstances, which I appreciated at the time."He paused, his expression growing more serious. "However, it soon became clear that Mr. Thornton had a very abrasive personality. He was always verbally abusive to his employees, especially the male ones who
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Chapter 239: The Witness of Lily Thornton
A young girl, slightly nervous but determined, approached the witness stand. She was sworn in, and after taking a deep breath, she began her testimony."Please introduce yourself to the court," the judge prompted gently."My name is Emily Thornton," she said, her voice soft but clear. "I'm 12 years old, and I'm Rebecca's first daughter."The judge nodded. "Emily, can you tell us about your experiences with Mr. Thornton?"Emily took another deep breath, gathering her thoughts. "Mr. Thornton is my dad. At first, he seemed nice, but it didn't take long before he started changing. He would get really angry at my mom for little things. He would yell at her a lot, calling her names and saying really mean things."Her voice wavered slightly, but she pressed on. "One time, I heard them fighting, and I went to see what was happening. I saw him push my mom against the wall and hit her. She was crying and begging him to stop, but he wouldn't. I was really scared, and I didn't know what to do."E
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Chapter 238: Mr Thornton’s Ex Wife Came To Stand
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Chapter 237: The Witness Stand
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Chapter 236: The Court and The Testifier
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