Elvis Dagreen: From Rejection to Redemption

Chapter four

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.