Elvis Dagreen: From Rejection to Redemption

Chapter Five

Chapter Five

Elvis tried not to show his shock as he stared at the screen of the machine. That was a lot of money. He had never envisioned owning such an amount.

"Could the old man be telling the truth when he claimed I was the heir to a family I know nothing about? My birthday was truly the password needed to access the card!" Elvis thought to himself.

Anita, seeing Elvis was lost in thought, quickly composed herself, not wanting to annoy him with her reaction. Elvis was the biggest client she had seen since her years as the general manager, and the last thing she wanted was to lose him. His investment remaining in their bank would mean a lot to their portfolio.

She cleared her throat and spoke softly with great respect, "I'm sorry, sir, if I overreacted...I was a bit unprofessional."

"It's fine. I'll be on my way now!" Elvis said, standing up from the chair. He didn't want to waste any more time; there was a lot he needed to figure out about himself.

Anita immediately spoke, ready to create more avenues for bonding with this prominent client. "Sir, I was on my way to an auction, a prestigious one, when I met those hoodlums embarrassing you at the entrance," she spoke with respect, her head slightly bowed, not wanting to offend Elvis in any way.

"I think you'll love the incredible valuables being displayed at the auction, sir. I can tell from your look that you're a simple man with a taste for luxury."

Elvis flashed a forced smile. "Oh, that will be great, but I don't think I can do that now. Maybe some other time," he declined politely.

Elvis's words made Anita feel like she had offended him, and maybe he wanted to leave because he was angry. With fear written all over her and a shaky tone, she reached for her iPad and summoned the courage to speak again.

"Sir...they really have nice things at the auction, ranging from jewelry to beautiful art," she said as she scrolled through her iPad images in her attempt to show Elvis, who looked uninterested.

"This is a beautiful flower vase from the United States, and it will be part of the things to be auctioned!" She said as she continued scrolling.

She couldn't hide the anxiety building inside her as she saw Elvis's eyes glued to her iPad. She started scrolling fast, hoping one of the valuables would catch his eyes, and he would agree to go with her.

"This is a beautiful two-piece..." She began as she continued scrolling, but Elvis stopped her.

"Wait! Can you please go back to the last slide?" He asked politely.

There was something strange about the last slide that had caught Elvis's attention.

"Okay, sir!" Anita answered, feeling relieved that something had caught his attention.

The last slide was a ring. To Anita, it was just an ordinary fashion ring, but the moment she scrolled back, Elvis gave a sharp scream as he held his head. He had a flashback, just like he did in front of the old man's mansion.

Within a twinkle of an eye, he saw the ring inside that mansion.

"Sir, is everything okay?" Anita asked in panic as she quickly held Elvis from falling.

"Yes, everything is fine!" Elvis answered, trying hard to stabilize himself.

"I'll go with you to the auction!" He announced almost immediately.

Anita's face lit up with joy. For Elvis, there was only one reason he was going there: to get that mysterious ring. A part of him felt there was a connection between his past and the ring.

Albert West wasn't left out of the dignitaries who were to grace the auction. He had sent Arabella, his soon-to-be wife, to represent him since he was too busy and would be arriving late.

The moment Arabella got to the venue and was about to alight from her car, her phone rang, and it was a call from her mother.

"Arabella! We almost got killed today!" Mrs. Reyker cried dramatically.

"What happened, Mother?" Arabella panicked.

"We met that good-for-nothing Elvis at the bank, and he sent a group of hoodlums after us. He was so heartless and didn't care about my health. They pounced on me and your sister. We narrowly escaped!" She cried, being more dramatic.

"Elvis? Are you sure of that? He is many things, but not aggressive..." Arabella began, but her mom quickly shunned her.

"I also thought he was a calm person until I saw his display today. He is a mad dog and has hoodlums as friends," Mrs. Reyker said.

Selena grabbed the phone from her mother's hand and spoke more dramatically than Mrs. Reyker.

"Arabella, the bank manager came out, and when she saw the shameful display by your ex-husband, she chased us out and banned us from coming to the bank. We're not getting any loan again, all because of that loser."

Arabella was more than furious. How could Elvis be so heartless and mean? She wished Elvis was in front of her right now... how could he send hoodlums to attack her sick mother?

Just then, a black sleek jeep pulled into the parking lot, and a man stepped out of the passenger's seat. The moment Arabella saw the man was Elvis, she lost control of her anger as she ran towards him and seized his cloth.

"You fool, how dare you? What a shameless, good-for-nothing man you are!" She cursed aggressively, holding his cloth.