Chapter four
At that moment, the lady's gaze caught the card envelope in Elvis's side pocket, and immediately, she recognized it as their most valuable card. It wasn't an ordinary card; only five of those cards existed, and for it to be in Elvis's possession caught her attention. Without wasting any more time, she pointed at the card. "Who gave that to you?" she questioned in a shaking voice that made everyone's eyes glue to the card envelope in Elvis's side pocket. To the onlookers, it was just an ordinary card; why was she overreacting? "Is that yours?" Selena quickly questioned the lady. "I'm sure he stole it and was about to come use it, but nemesis caught up with him!" The lady ignored the inquisitive behaviors around her and, with a low, humble voice, asked Elvis again, this time politely, "How did you get hold of such...?" She began, but Elvis interrupted her. "It's mine, and I'm here because of it!" he declared, and the woman swallowed hard. The sudden fear written all over her was obvious. "I'm...sorry, sir...please come in...I'll attend to you myself!" She said, gesturing to the main entrance. Without being told, she knew she needed to be at her best when dealing with men of Elvis's caliber. Even though she was suspicious of him, she couldn't take any risks. "What's going on here?" Mrs. Reyker asked with anger. "What's so special about that black card?" She questioned. "Will you keep your mouth shut and not dare interrupt me again!" The lady fumed, facing Mrs. Reyker. "How dare you raise your voice at me? Do you know who I am?" Mrs. Reyker bragged. "I am the soon-to-be mother-in-law of Albert West!" She declared boldly, hoping the West name would send fear into the woman, seeing how much she was respecting Elvis, a nobody. The lady looked unfazed; instead, it was as if the West family name had annoyed her. She turned to Mrs. Reyker with so much anger in her voice. "I am Anita Johnson, the General Manager of this bank and also the heiress to the Johnson family. I don't expect you to know me because commoners are limited, but you can go ask your son-in-law about me!" She declared as she turned to walk away. The Johnson's name melted every bit of boldness Mrs. Reyker had left in her. The Johnsons weren't a small family at all, and unlike the West family, the Johnsons had bigger connections and businesses. Although rumors had it that the Johnsons were under a big, notable family in the city, but no one knew which family it was - but almost everyone suspected it to be one of the richest families in the country, because they were the most isolated, low-key wealthy family. No one knew anything about them. "Ma'am, you have to listen to my mother; this man is an imposter. I'm sure he stole this card...he doesn't deserve the kind of recognition you're giving him right now!" Selena spoke. "I thought I said I didn't want to hear a word from you or your mother again," Anita Johnson yelled, as she turned to look at Selena, her eyes sighting the envelope she was holding. It was the envelope for the loan application. "Oh, I see, so you're here to get a loan, a business loan, for that matter, and you just can't keep your mouth shut, huh? How are we sure we can trust you with our money if your integrity is questionable?" Anita said disgustingly. At that moment, Mrs. Reyker cleared her throat and was about to speak when Anita shunned her by raising one hand. "I don't want to hear a word from you; your loan has been canceled. You're not getting a penny from us. You're not morally fit to be in our premises, let alone handle our money!" With that, Anita turned to walk away. Selena ran towards her and tried to hold her, "Please, ma'am, we're sorry!" Her touch only aggravated Anita's anger as she turned and spoke harshly to the security. "Throw the both of them out of this premises and put their names on our blacklist. They must never step foot here again!" "Yes, ma'am," the security answered almost immediately, with fear, as he quickly rushed to where Selena was to push her and her mother off the premises. "You'll regret this!" Mrs. Reyker's voice rang from behind as Anita and Elvis walked into the premises. "I'm honestly sorry for that embarrassment, sir..." Anita said, bowing her head. Elvis could feel his stomach tightening with anxiety and fear. Imagine what would happen if they got to the activation room and the card didn't work after all the drama. A part of him wanted to turn back and just end all of this before it got more heated. He could tell Anita wasn't a woman to joke with. As soon as they got to the activation room, Anita excused the worker who usually operated the machine and insisted she would attend to Elvis herself. To her, he was a notable client. She took the card from him and stared at it with admiration. A black card? It was like a dream to her. This was the second time she would be seeing such a card. The first time was when she was just a teenager working with her father; a client from one of the top countries had come with it. A black card owner isn't just considered wealthy but extremely wealthy. According to history, there were only five such cards in the world. It was more than a privilege for her to see and hold one. She carefully slotted the card into the machine while Elvis swallowed hard, awaiting the worst scenario. "Please input your PIN, sir," Anita said with great respect. Elvis took a deep breath as he punched his birthday date into the machine, as the old man had instructed. Immediately, the machine screen showed "Access granted!" Elvis took a deep breath of relief. "Were the old man's words true? Am I really related to that family?" he questioned himself as he waited for the device to display the account balance. "One hundred trillion dollars!" Anita yelled in shock before she could hold back her words. She had never seen such a figure in a client's account in all her fifteen years as the general manager.
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Chapter Thirty three
Mama Rachel's eyes drooped, her face sagging as her gaze fell to the floor. Her voice was barely above a whisper. "I'm just not happy about how the restaurant is. It's been years, and it's still the same. I feel like I'm not making progress." She sighed, her shoulders slumping in defeat. "I remember when I was paying off the house mortgage, it was draining me. And on top of that, I had to buy books, school supplies for Victoria... it was a struggle."Elvis's expression softened, and he reached out to touch her hand, his touch gentle. "My question wasn't meant to make you feel sad, Mama Rachel. I know how hardworking you are, and I'm proud of you." His eyes locked onto hers, filled with understanding and empathy.Mama Rachel's gaze lifted, and she looked at Elvis, her eyes welling up with tears. "I just hope that one day, some miracle will happen, and I'll be able to renovate this place," she said, her voice cracking.Elvis's smile was warm and reassuring. "Do you have a plan for how y
Chapter Thirty two
As Jade stood before Victoria, her piercing gaze locked onto his, and he felt a shiver run down his spine. "Are you not the one that did it?" she asked, her voice laced with a mix of curiosity and accusation. "Are you not the one who made the call that stopped those hoodlums from destroying my mother's restaurant?" Jade's mind racing, he hesitated, unsure how to respond. He had indeed made the call, but he hadn't personally handled the situation and he couldn't tell if the man he called really helped with how he gave excuses on phone. Perhaps, His family's influence had come into play, and one phone call had resolved the issue. But he knew that admitting to needing confirmation wouldn't bode well; Victoria might perceive it as weakness or attention-seeking.With a stammer, Jade began to speak, "Y-yes, I am... I was the one who... pulled the strings." He paused, taking a deep breath before continuing, "You know how big my family is in this city. I just had to call... one person, and ev
Chapter Thirty one
Mama Racheal's eyes widened in shock as Jade walked into the restaurant, a look of utter bewilderment etched on her face. The last time Victoria had introduced her boyfriend to her family, it wasn't this young man. She had assumed the engagement was a recent development, but the more she thought about it, the more confused she became. As Jade approached, Mama Racheal leaned in close to Victoria, her voice barely above a whisper. "Vic, who is this young man? And how come I didn't know about him? This isn't the last guy you brought home."Victoria's smile faltered for a moment before she forced it back onto her face. She leaned into her mother's shoulder, trying to conceal her conversation from Elvis's prying ears. "It's a long story, Mom. I'll tell you later. Just play along for now." Her voice was hushed, but Elvis's sharp ears picked up on the whispered conversation. He raised an eyebrow, a knowing glint in his eye. "Typical Victoria," he muttered under his breath, shaking his head
Chapter Thirty
Victoria's eyes sparkled with pride as she boasted about her fiancé. "My fiancé is a big deal in this city. He's from the influential Lester family. When he speaks, even the Mafias and underground bosses listen." She glanced at Elvis, who was leaning against the wall, his expression unbothered. Mama Racheal smiled warmly at Victoria, then turned to Elvis. "It's nice of your fiancé help to have arrived on time, Victoria. But I must say, Elvis's bravery impressed me. He was willing to defend me even when those thugs were armed."Victoria's face darkened, her eyes flashing with annoyance. She didn't like how her mother was making Elvis seem important. To Victoria, Elvis was still the pathetic orphan she'd despised years ago. She cleared her throat loudly, her voice dripping with condescension. "Well, Mother, at least Elvis isn't a complete waste anymore. He's managed to find some use in his miserable life."As she spoke, Elvis's eyes met hers, a knowing smile playing on his lips. He sh
Chapter twenty nine
As the door closed behind the hoodlums, the mafia boss walked straight to Mama Rachel, his demeanor transformed once again. He handed her the money, his eyes filled with a sincerity that seemed almost foreign to his hardened face. "Mama Rachel, I'm really sorry about what just happened here. Please, don't take it to heart. It will never happen again."Mama Rachel's eyes widened in shock as she stared at the mafia boss, her mind reeling from the sudden change in his behavior. Why was he being so kind and apologetic? This was the man notorious for his ruthlessness, the one who inspired fear in everyone around him.The mafia boss continued, his voice filled with conviction. "From today on, if you need any security, any protection, please don't hesitate to call me. I'll always be at your back."Mama Rachel's gaze locked onto his, her expression a mixture of confusion and wariness. Before she could utter a word, the mafia boss reached into his briefcase and pulled out a wad of cash. "Here'
Chapter twenty Eight
The door to the restaurant swung open, and a hoodlum rushed in, his eyes scanning the room frantically. "What's taking so long?" he asked, his voice laced with urgency. "The boss has been calling and calling. I think he's in the vicinity and trying to reach you."The hoodlum boss's face paled, fear flickering in his eyes. "Is it sure?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.One of his men nodded, his expression grim. "We're already in trouble if the boss is looking for us. We need to deal with this idiot quickly before he sees anything."Before they could react, the door swung open again, and a menacing figure strode in. The mafia boss was a towering figure, his face a map of scars that seemed to tell a thousand stories. His eyes gleamed with an icy intensity, and his presence seemed to fill the room with an aura of fear.The hoodlums snapped to attention, their faces frozen in respect. Mama Rachel's eyes widened as she took a step back, her heart racing with fear. She knew that
Chapter Twenty seven
Elvis's eyes locked onto the hoodlums' boss, his gaze unwavering. "I want to see your boss," he repeated, his voice firm and commanding.One of the hoodlums stepped forward, his face twisted in anger. "Are you being serious?" he sneered. "You think you we just walk in here and you a nobody demand to see our boss? Who are you?"The hoodlum laughed, his eyes glinting with amusement. "You better rephrase that, make it sound like you don't want to see our boss," he said, his voice dripping with menace. "Because if you see our boss, trust me, you won't come back looking the same."Another hoodlum chimed in, his voice low and ominous. "Our boss doesn't take kindly to strangers. He'll break you like a twig."A third hoodlum snorted. "You think you're tough? Our boss will show you what tough really means. He'll make you beg for mercy."Despite the hoodlums' intimidating words, Elvis's face remained stoic, his expression unyielding. His eyes seemed to bore into the hoodlums, daring them to com
Chapter twenty six
The hoodlums' boss sneered at Mama Rachel, his voice dripping with malice. "So, are you ready to cooperate now?" he taunted, his eyes gleaming with cruelty. "Bring my money right now, or I'll have my men destroy everything in this restaurant. I've given you much grace, and it's time to pay up."Mama Rachel stood tall, her eyes flashing with defiance. "I have the receipt right here," she said, her voice firm. "It shows I've paid for the year. I'm not supposed to be subjected to this kind of embarrassment and threat."The hoodlums' boss snorted in derision. "I think you don't get it," he said, his voice cold. "I decide who has paid and who hasn't. And you, being an old woman, should learn to mind yourself and not try to be wiser than you are."Elvis's anger was palpable as he stepped forward. "Watch your tongue, man," he growled, his voice low and menacing.The hoodlums' boss's eyes snapped to Elvis's, and he smiled cruelly. "Ah, you want to play tough, huh?" he said, but before he coul
Chapter twenty Five
Elvis rummaged through the wardrobe, his eyes scanning the array of luxurious clothes. He finally settled on a simple yet stylish outfit, one that wouldn't draw unnecessary attention to himself. He knew Mama Rachel's preference for simplicity, and he didn't want to show up looking like he'd forgotten the sacrifices she'd made for him.As he dressed, Elvis thought about Mama Rachel's kind heart and generous spirit. He didn't want to appear extravagant or showy, especially not after being away for months. He wanted to show her that he still valued the simple things in life, the things she'd taught him.As Elvis prepared to leave, one of the drivers in the mansion approached him. "Sir, where is your destination? I can take you there," the driver said, his eyes attentive.Elvis shook his head. "No, I want to go alone. I'll be okay going alone."With that, Elvis made his way out of the mansion. He bypassed the expensive cars parked in the garage and instead opted for public transportation.
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