An Instant Zillionaire

Chapter 4: Young and Rich

It didn't even cross Claire's mind that Brad could be the owner. She imagined that he entered the VIP room and pretended it to be a mistake.

The custom manager must have stepped out when she also followed the customer out the other time, maybe that was how he was able to steal the card.

"Let go!" Brad muttered. He was sick of the woman already.

Claire huffed. "You don't even feel guilty! You are going to rot in jail!" She said with determination and turned towards the security guards. "Keep him on hold while I call the police."

Their actions have attracted a lot of attention now. People turned to look at Brad with scorn.

Just then, Philip, who had finished tidying up the room, strode out of the VIP room. He was in a hurry to meet up with Brad, perhaps he would still be able to walk him out.

Having seen Brad's assets and his account balance, Philip was convinced that Brad was the most important customer that Trust Financial Bank had ever had at the moment.

He has also discovered that the system listed Brad's account as just one of his multiple accounts attached to a family group labelled 01. 

If a single account holds so much, he then wondered how much would be in the family account. 

It was rare to meet such an important personality and if they got along very well, it would be a great success for Philip so he knew what he was really supposed to do.

When he saw Claire struggling with Brad, a surge of anger rushed through him.

With the look of things, Brad was about to get angry as well and if that happens, Philip didn't know what might happen.

Claire was a fool who was playing with fire and she might drag Philip down with her. And he wasn't going to let that happen.

A word from Brad is all that he needed for him to end both their careers.

"What is going on here?" He boomed, stepping into their midst.

The security guards who were about to manhandle Brad pulled back at Philip's order.

Claire's eyes flashed with excitement as she raised the supreme black card in the air. "Mr McClellan, thank God you are here," She released a sigh of relief. "This man over here stole a supreme card from the VIP room!" She accused him, with pride all over her face.

She was sure that Philip would be proud of her for it. If that could happen, she might just look forward to future recommendations since Mr McClellan had a lot of authority in their branch.

She looked at Brad. "Now, you are done for! Let's see how you will escape this!" She snapped, with a little smug on her face.

Mr. McClellan's expression has always been dark but Claire watched as it got even darker by the seconds. 

"Let go of him this instant!" He roared, shocking everyone including Claire who was stunned and unable to speak for a moment.

The authority in his voice was the only thing that pulled Claire's back.

Mr McClellan had never yelled at her like that before, and she wondered why he would side with a thief like Brad.

"But sir," Claire started again. "He stole_"

"Hand over the card!" Philip said coldly, cutting through her words.

Claire was scared now. She didn't say anything and merely stretched out the supreme card to Philip.

Philip took it and moved closer to Brad, with a little bow of his head. "I'm so sorry, Mr. Harrier. This is all my fault, I didn't train Claire properly. I apologise and here's your card," Philip spoke with a mixed expression.

The bank would lose a very important customer if Brad decided to pull back. If he couldn't keep such a client, he would be damned.

Everyone was stunned by the respect that Philip was giving Brad. 

At this point, Claire could not but wonder if the supreme card really does belong to Brad. Yet, it still doesn't make any sense to her.

If the supreme card really does belong to Brad, then he should have at least fifty million dollars in his account. But Brad barely looks past twenty. He wasn't even richly dressed.

"It's alright, Mr. McClellan," Brad responded and took the card.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Harrier," Philip muttered, with a little bow before he turned to look at Claire again, with a cold demeanour. "What are you still doing? Apologise to Mr. McClellan now!" He thundered.

Philip was baffled. How could Claire still not understand how important Brad was and the quantity of respect he had to receive?

"I_," Claire went numb for a moment. She immediately bowed. "I'm so sorry, Mr Harrier. I apologise for the inconvenience. I made a mistake and I hope you forgive me for it.

Brad shook his head briefly, unwilling to press more on it. Instead, he proceeded towards the door.

"Mr Harrier," Philip called quickly, stopping Brad in his tracks. "If there's any help you want me to render, I will gladly do so," he promised.

Brad gave him a faint smile. "Alright, Philip," he muttered and walked out of the bank. Philip had come to his defence after all.

Philip felt emotional at the fact that the richest client at Trust Financial called him by his first name. 

But for Claire, she couldn't help but imagine how much money Brad really had in his account that could have made him refer to Mr.McClellan by his first name, and Mr. McClellan wasn't even bothered by it.

Instead, there was a huge smile plastered on his face.

Who was the man?

Brad's phone rang as he stepped out of the bank. It was an unknown caller. He picked it up anyway.

"Hello."

"Hello. This should be Brad, right?"

Brad nodded once and remembered that the caller couldn't even see his face. "Yes, who is this?"

"I'm calling from Miller May Jeweller."

Brad remembered instantly. He had been saving for David Webb emerald. 

Fortunately for him, he was able to secure an ally at Miller May Jeweller. 

"You have to come here very fast if you still want the David Webb emerald. I overheard one of the salespeople discussing that a new buyer was on the way. And mind I tell you, that there's only one David Webb in Miller May currently. So, hurry up!" She muttered and hung up.

Brad hesitated and thought of what to do. He didn't need David Webb anymore since Linda had broken up with him.