Slammed.

Moments later, Mrs Annabelle, the branch manager of Platinum fort bank is walking down the stairs.

Her appearance is impeccable, exuding an air of authority and confidence.

She had a stern expression on her face as she approached the reception area, her eyes locking onto Alex Waynee.

"What is going on here, Abbey?"

Mrs Annabelle asked, her voice firm and authoritative, her blouse accentuating her feminine assets.

Abbey immediately pointed accusingly at Alex Waynee.

"Mom, this man just waltzed in here, dressed like a beggar, claiming he wants to see you and booked an appointment."

"He even insulted me!"

Abbey's voice trembled with anger and frustration as she spoke.

As she spoke, the other staff of the bank stared at her in a mixture of bewilderment and disbelief.

Mrs Annabelle's eyes narrowed as she assessed the situation.

She looked at Alex Waynee, taking in his appearance, and then turned her gaze to Abbey.

"Abbey, go back to your desk."

Mrs Annabelle ordered, her tone leaving no

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