Embracing Wealth: The Exceptional Raymond Lawson

Chapter 4

Dahlia’s mother and sister stood in stunned silence, their faces pale. 

The weight of Malisa’s words hit them like a hammer, shattering their arrogance into fragments.

“Revoked?” Dahlia’s mother stammered, her voice trembling. “you can’t do this,” Dahlia’s sister sputtered, her earlier sneer replaced by wide-eyed disbelief. Her voice cracked, but Malisa’s icy glare stopped her from saying more.

Malisa’s lips curled into a faint, cold smile. “I already have.” 

The scene felt heavier as the gravity of their loss sank in. Membership at this bank wasn’t just about convenience—it was a symbol of status, of power, and losing it was a blow that would echo across their social and business lives. 

For a family that thrived on connections and reputation, this was devastation.

“Madam, please—” Dahlia’s mother begged, her voice faltering, but Malisa’s icy gaze froze her mid-sentence.

“Don’t waste my time,” Malisa said sharply, cutting her off. “You’ve already wasted enough of it.”

Dahlia’s sister glanced at her mother, panic flickering in her eyes. Her lips parted as if to say something, but the lump in her throat refused to let the words out. 

Knowing they had no choice, Dahlia’s mother swallowed hard, her trembling hands smoothing the creases in her coat. “We’ll leave,” she muttered, barely managing to keep her voice steady.

Her daughter followed close behind, her face flushed with humiliation. 

As they exited the bank, Dahlia’s mother’s composure finally cracked. Her hands balled into fists, and her eyes blazed with anger.

“That bastard,” she hissed. “I swear, he’s going to pay for this. Just wait. When the bank staff finds out what a fraud he is, they’ll arrest him.And when they do, the consequences will be much worse than anything we’ve faced today!”

Her daughter nodded in agreement, her voice bitter.

 “Let him have his moment. It won’t last.”

Leaving the bank completely, Dahlia’s mother wasted no time pulling out her phone. She must let her daughter know what her pathetic ex-husband had done.

 Her lips twisted into a feigned expression of pain as she called her daughter.

“Dahlia,” she said, her voice trembling with false emotion. 

“You won’t believe what just happened. Raymond, that bastard — he hit me. Right here in the bank!”

“What?!”

 Dahlia’s voice carried a hint of disbelief.

“Yes!” her mother continued, her tone rising. 

“And that’s not all. He’s gotten himself involved with some theft and  fraud gangs. He’s carrying around a fake black card, pretending to be someone he’s not. It’s disgraceful! And because of him, the bank staff  banned us from doing business there!”

Dahlia fell silent on the other end, the weight of her mother’s accusations sinking in.

“I just… I can’t believe he would sink this low,” her mother said, her voice cracking dramatically. 

“Dahlia. You need to do something.”

“I will,” Dahlia said curtly, her voice clipped.

 “I’ll handle it.”

Minutes later, Raymond’s phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen, and his jaw tightened when he saw Dahlia’s name. 

However he hesitated for a moment before answering.

“Raymond,” Dahlia’s voice came through, sharp and filled with accusation.

 “What the hell are you doing? I just got a call from my mother. She told me everything—how you hit her, how you’ve joined some fraud ring, and how you’re walking around with a fake black card trying to scam money from the bank! Do you have any idea what you’re doing to yourself and my reputation?”

At that moment Raymond’s hand clenched around the phone. He closed his eyes, forcing himself to remain calm even as frustration boiled within him. 

He couldn't believe Dahlia would just listen to one sided story, and believed her mother.

Immediately Raymond exhaled sharply, his patience wearing thin. “Let me make this very clear,” he said, his voice icy. “I didn’t hit your mother. I didn’t join any fraud ring.”

With that, he ended the call, his grip on the phone tightening for a moment before he placed it back in his pocket.

On the other end, Dahlia stared at her phone, her emotions swirling in a mix of shock, anger, and confusion. She had never heard Raymond speak to her so coldly before.

However she hadn't got much time to quarrel with him now. 

She needed to attend a charity event with Caleb soon, where she would be able to link up with the top individuals in the city and it would be a great benefit to her business.

Pushing the thoughts of Raymond aside, she forced a composed smile and walked out to join Caleb, decided to confront Raymond and get to the bottom of everything later.

At the same time, Malisa led Raymond through the bank’s quiet corridors and entered a VIP Room, she opened it with a slight bow, gesturing for him to step inside.

The decor of the room was minimalist yet intimidatingly luxurious. At the center stood a reinforced ATM machine encased in a sleek security frame. With a swipe of her keycard, Malisa unlocked the system, gesturing for Raymond to step forward.

“Please, Mr. Raymond,” she said with practiced professionalism. “You may check your card here.This is a special terminal exclusive for our highest level client.”

Raymond hesitated, glancing at her, then at the machine.

Taking a deep breath, he slowly entered his birthday as the password.

Then the screen blinked, processing for a moment before displaying the balance.

$1,080,998,854,600 !