2024-08-20 10:04:09“Yes, ma’am,” the staff member nodded,
“That card’s extremely rare—no more than 50 exist worldwide. So, the holder is treated as a VVIP at any bank they visit.”
Trisha’s eyes widened in shock. She bit her lip, feeling her heartbeat quicken.
She had spent years chasing wealth, hopping from one rich man to the next, trying to keep her lavish lifestyle.
The inheritance she withdrew every month from her father’s account, was barely enough to keep her lavish lifestyle.
‘I’ve only heard about the red card from my father, but I never thought I’d see someone with one…’ Trisha thought, frowning as she processed the revelation.
‘But Oliver? Impossible!’
Next second, Trisha marched over to Rebecca.
"Don’t trust this man, Miss. Rebecca! He’s a fraud, trying to scam you!"
Rebecca raised an eyebrow, her voice calm but sharp.
"A fraud? That’s a serious accusation, Miss Trisha."
"I’m not accusing him; I’m telling you the truth!" Trisha’s tone grew louder, "He probably found the card on the street, or worse - stole it!"
Rebecca’s expression remained steady as she asked:
"Do you have any evidence to back up your claim?"
Trisha’s eyes narrowed, her voice dripping with disdain.
"I’m his ex-wife. I know everything about him. Oliver’s poor—he works at the wet market, for God’s sake! You really think someone like him could own a red card?"
Rebecca nodded, holding her composure.
" Miss Trisha, we will verify it ourselves."
Trisha wouldn’t back down. Her voice rose, almost desperate now.
“Why bother? I’m telling the truth! I’m Trisha Henverton, daughter of the wealthiest family in this town! You really think I’d lie about this?”
The onlookers began to murmur, tension building in the room.
"Just look at him," Trisha sneered. “That shirt’s so worn out it’s practically gray. How could he have a red card?”
Several customers nodded in agreement.
"Exactly! Why would a rich man work at the wet market?" one muttered.
“He should be put into the jail!” another chimed in.
Rebecca’s voice cut through the whispers, firm and unyielding.
“I know who you are, Miss Trisha, and I’m well aware of your family’s position in town, especially your father’s former VIP status with this bank.”
Rebecca stressed the word “father.”
Trisha’s father was a VIP client. But that title hadn’t passed to her family, much less to Trisha.
Trisha picked up on the hint, her eyes narrowing, and anger flared across her face.
Rebecca gave a small, controlled gesture.
"The bank president is on her way here now.
“I suggest you avoid causing any further disruptions, or we may have to escort you out."
A thick silence fell over the room.
The customers who had agreed with Trisha a moment ago suddenly looked away, unwilling to draw attention to themselves.
Rebecca turned back to Oliver with a respectful nod.
"I apologize for the disturbance, Sir. Please follow me to the VVIP room."
"Alright," Oliver replied, casting one last look at the crowd before following her inside.
Behind them, Trisha stood frozen, her face a mask of shock.
The reality of the situation dawned on her, and she lunged forward, trying to follow.
"Stop her," Rebecca ordered coolly.
Two guards quickly stepped in, blocking Trisha’s path and holding her back.
“Sorry, Miss Trisha, but you’re not allowed in the VVIP room,” one guard said politely.
“No way! Why can’t I go in, but he can?”
Trisha spat, her voice shrill with anger as she tried to pull free from their grip.
“I should be in that room, not that loser!”
She screamed; her face red with rage.
The guards tightened their hold as she struggled against them.
“Let me go, or I’ll have you both fired! Don’t you get it? I’m the richest person in this town!”
She shouted, her voice breaking with fury.
One guard leaned in and said, calm but firm,
“Miss Trisha, if you keep causing a scene, we’ll have to ban you from this bank.”
Trisha fell silent immediately.
She knew this was the only bank where she could access her father’s inheritance.
She glared at Oliver, her manicured nails digging into her palms.
To her surprise, Oliver glanced back at her. His eyes held a quiet disappointment.
“Bastard,” she hissed under her breath as the doors closed behind him.
Inside, Oliver shook off the thought of Trisha, though a faint sadness lingered.
She had always measured people by money and status.
But his attention shifted as he looked around the VVIP room.
It radiated wealth—polished wood panels, elegant artwork, and plush leather chairs that spoke of pure luxury.
“Please, have a seat, sir,” Rebecca said, gesturing to a luxurious leather chair.
Oliver sat down, and Rebecca took the seat across from him,
Her professional demeanor never breaking, though a flicker of curiosity sparked in her eyes.
She wanted to know more about this mysterious man holding the coveted red card.
"What business would you like to conduct today, Sir?"
Oliver hesitated: "I just want to withdraw some money."
"Of course, Sir," Rebecca smiled, handing him a sleek tablet. "Please enter your password."
That’s when Oliver froze.
His stomach twisting as he realized—
He didn’t know the password.
Taking a deep breath, he tried his birthday.
[Password Incorrect]
‘Damn,’ Oliver thought, his heart pounding.
Across the table, Rebecca’s polite smile wavered just slightly as her sharp eyes stayed focused on him.
‘Did I make an incorrect judgment? Is this man really the card’s owner, or did he somehow get his hands on it by other means?’
She wasn’t just curious anymore—she was suspicious.
Oliver furrowed his brow, deep in thought. There had to be something.
He stared at the screen for a few seconds.
Suddenly, a faint memory flickered.
A string of numbers flashed in his mind, though he couldn’t quite place where he had seen them before.
Oliver typed in the password and hit "Enter,"
His nerves tingling a bit. If he got it wrong again, he knew Rebecca would kick him out on the spot.
[Password Correct]
Relief washed over him as the card unlocked—only to be replaced by utter shock.
He saw the account balance flash on the screen.
When the final digit appeared, Oliver’s eyes widened.
It started with a "1," followed by nine zeros.
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Instead of answering immediately, Zyren remained silent.He pondered Nicholas’ words, and a few seconds after, he nodded.“A new world…” he trailed off, his lips curving into a grin as he looked at the laboratory. “Because of wanting to seek vengeance, I forgot what this fight is really for.”“And that’s why I’m making you remember now,” Nicholas answered, his tone firm. “We may lose our way sometimes.”“But what’s important is that I’m here, willing to pull you again until you snap off from your thoughts.”Nicholas also had a wide smirk on his lips, now looking at the laboratory where the scientists kept on moving as well.“A new world is all we need to change everything… And it won’t happen as long as the Legion and the Lakovia Mercenaries were there to hinder our plans.”He paused, moving his head as he looked Zyren in the eye.“Do you understand what I mean now?”“Yes, Master.” Zyren nodded without hesitation. “I’ll prepare everything starting now, and make sure I won’t commit th
Chapter 548: A New World
Meanwhile, at one of Devoran Corporation’s hidden laboratories, Nicholas was standing in front of the room where his scientists were formulating the virus.Tons of scientists were moving back and forth, doing their tasks, while they were guards monitored the area.Colossia remained unaware of how close it was to catastrophe.A deadly airborne virus was on its way to be finalized, a dangerous threat that could wipe out millions if Nicholas succeeded.However, what Nicholas didn’t expect was for one of his subordinates to do a horrible thing, which was to tell crucial information to someone he shouldn’t have trusted in the first place.“You told me that you got everything under control, Zyren,” Nicholas muttered, his voice filled with rage as he held Zyren by the chin. “Is this how you work, huh?”“S-Sorry, Master—”BAAM!Nicholas kneed Zyren for the nth time before he could even finish his words, then pushed him to the ground.Zyren’s face was filled with wounds, and his body ached a l
Chapter 547: Prone To Making Mistakes
“What do you say?” Caleb asked, his voice taunting. “My sacrifice is so overlooked for someone who kept calling me a traitor, isn’t it?”“Well…” Oliver cleared his throat. “You know, I’m thankful that you stayed loyal.”He added, “Even after all the chaos, even after my warnings—”Before Oliver could finish his words, Caleb’s eyes glinted mischievously, as if he were planning something.Then, he swung his fist forward and landed a solid punch against Oliver’s cheek.BAAM!Caleb didn’t hold back, nor hesitated.“Fuck,” Oliver groaned, massaging his jaw as he looked Caleb in the eye. “What the hell—”“You promised,” Caleb interrupted, his smirk widening. “If I were wrong, I would punch you. And… that’s what just happened.”Oliver was astounded for a moment, then he recovered.He scowled, yet his lips curved into a grin, shaking his head.“Damn it, Caleb.” He chuckled. “You punch hard, but I don’t think I need to go to the infirmary, though.”Nancy pushed Pierce slightly, urging him to g
Chapter 546: Antidote
“You may not be able to understand it for now, but we did it for your sake, the same as the organization,” Oliver answered, his tone low and authoritative.Unlike the others, his gaze fixated on Zerenette. “Knowing about Reynald’s condition will affect how you handle the company, and that’s the least of what we need right now.”“And you’re talking as if it’s not my father we’re talking about,” Zerenette muttered, her voice laced with sarcasm.“Exactly.” Oliver nodded. “Both of you were in the organization right now, which means that you’re not here as a father and daughter.”He paused, then spoke again,“You’re here as both rulers of Colossia.”The room stilled. No one dared to speak, not even the directors, who just flicked their gazes between Oliver and Zerenette.Despite being the directors, all of them were aware that Zerenette was in a higher position.Oliver was aware of that, but still, he’s the only person who can talk back to Zerenette, as if he’s also a part of the Lakovia
Chapter 545: Virus
“I saw it in his eyes. The determination to take us down and not let us retaliate,” Caleb said, his voice dangerously low. “It’s not because he was following Nicholas’ orders. He’s acting on his freewill.”He added, “And to be honest? People like him were more dangerous to fight against. He’s willing to do everything for the sake of revenge.”The room stilled as all of them processed Caleb’s words.“I don’t know about the other Card Elite members before, since I’ve only seen them in documents, but one thing is for sure. We need to be careful with Zyren, too,” Caleb spoke, breaking the silence.But what he didn’t expect was for Oliver to give him a deadly glare.“What?” Caleb asked, tilting his head in confusion. “You’re still looking for a fight?”“No. I’m just wondering what was going on with that tiny head of yours,” answered Oliver without hesitation. “What’s with the reckless move?”He added, his voice lower than usual, “Do you understand how close you were to getting killed?”“Gi
Chapter 544: He'll Come Back
“He’s Nicholas’ subordinate, who disguised himself as a police officer to infiltrate this place, wanting to take everyone down,” Pierce spoke, his expression darkening.He added, “I have noticed him before, but I didn’t pay much attention to him, knowing that Caleb was talking to him at times… Not knowing he’s an ally.”Upon hearing those words, Oliver clenched his fists. His expression became laced with anger, and he was about to go toward Caleb.“Wait, Pierce didn’t even finish the whole sentence,” Caleb complained, raising both hands, as if he were surrendering. “I’m a pretend ally. That’s different.”Zerenette raised an eyebrow, the confusion evident in her tone.“What do you mean, a pretend ally?” she asked. “Wait, don’t tell me… You planned something without anyone’s permission?”“Exactly.”Caleb even clicked his tongue, as if he were proud of himself.However, he also hissed, feeling the pain seeping into his body.“Fuck.”“Be careful,” Nancy suddenly said, the worry evident in
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