Mason entered the South Aleric Bank. It was one of the prestigious banks in Aleric City. He joined the queue, which was moving fast considering the large number of workers available at the bank, and Mason patiently waited his turn. The curious eyes that passed glanced at him, some minding their business while others did otherwise, but Mason wasn't bothered by it as the only thing that concerned him was a confirmation from the bank that he wasn't going crazy.
After some minutes, it was his turn, and he walked to the Lady behind the transparent counter. "Good afternoon, sir. How may I help you?" the fair, slender Lady greeted with a warm smile, adjusting her glasses before returning to her computer. "Good afternoon. I'm here to collect my ATM card," Mason responded. The queue behind Mason was murmuring, and Mason knew they were gossiping about him, but he paid them no attention. "Oh my, since when do security allow such people into the bank!" a woman scoffed in her friend's ear, but Mason ignored them. He was used to people throwing comments at him. He knew they looked down on him due to his clothes, but he didn't care. "Let's go to the other queue," her friend said, glaring at Mason. "You name, please," the Lady asked, typing at her keyboard. And Mason returned his gaze to the receptionist. "Mason W-" "Excuse me," a masculine voice interrupted him. "You need to attend to me first," he said with authority as his footsteps halted next to Mason.Mason turned to stare at the man who had just entered the bank and approached him. At first glance, Mason knew he was rich. The man wore an expensive black suit, and the expensive cologne made Mason mentally smell himself. Mason doesn't own a Rolex, but he recognizes it on the man's left wrist. "Good Afternoon, sir," the Lady at the counter greeted, but the man didn't take his eye off Mason, who was still standing before him. "Didn't you hear me the first time? I said excuse me!" the man increased his voice, and anyone from a distance stopped to stare at them.Mason heard him the first time, but he didn't expect this man to be serious. Everyone who enters the banks has to wait their turn, but this man demands to attend even when it isn't his turn. "I'm sorry, but you have to wait your turn," Mason replied, and his response hardened the man's face. "Do you know who you're talking to!" the man growled, attracting more eyes. "How insolent!" The man glared, but for some reason, Mason didn't flinch. "Sorry, sir, but you have to wait your turn," the receptionist attending to Mason said, earning both Mason and the man's eyes. "So you're telling me you're going to attend to this lowlife before me!" The man retorted. "Do you know I can get you fired!" he said, clenching his fist.His words only made Mason angry. He was tired of people showing off their wealth and connections to intimidate those they felt superior to. "Mrs.Anna, Don't you know who that is?" The other receptionist next to her colleague whispered. "That's Mr.Bubble, our VIP client." "I see you are new here," Mr.Bubble glared at Mrs.Anna, who didn't reply to his comment. "Are you even qualified to work at such a prestigious bank?" he spat.Mrs.Anna adjusted her glass and then stared at the man, who stood angrily. "Please wait for your turn, sir; I will attend to you as soon as possible," the Lady replied respectfully.Mr.Bubble, who wasn't taking no for an answer, said. "I want to see your Secretary?"A few seconds after those words, a lady who seemed to be in charge as the Secretary exited her office with a frown. "What seems to be all the commotion?" She asked.Mason turns to the Lady dressed in formal attire, her pick-sleeve tok into her black skirt, which was a knee length. Her long legs are assisted with her heels, echoing as she approaches them, and her frown is replaced with a smile when she sees Mr.Bubble. "Mr.Bubbles, It's good to see you again. What seems to be the problem?" She asked with a smile that Mr.Bubble refused to reciprocate. "Do you know how long this insolent thing whose account isn't up to the worth of my suit has been wasting my time!" Mr.Bubbles frowned, and Mason felt irritated by his comments but didn't utter a word.Mrs.Jules, the bank Secretary, seized Mason with her eyes and then turned to her employee. She enters the transparent counter, slapping Mrs. Anna's face. "Are you stupid, Mrs.Anna? Don't you know Mr.Bubble is our VIP client and needs attention?" The Lady scolded.Mrs.Anna, who bowed her head, didn't say anything; instead, she stood and received the insult from her superior.Mason tightened his jaw at the violation in front of him. Mr.Bubble stood with his hands folded across his chest and a smile pasted on his lip. He was pleased with Mrs. Jules's action, and this only made Mason's blood boil. Mason wanted to intervene, but he knew if he did, it would just create more problems for Mrs.Anna. He wished Emoji words were true because, in this word, money is power. "We are very sorry, Mr.Bubbles," Mrs.Jules said. "If you don't mind, would you please follow me so I can attend to you properly," she placed her palm on Mr. Bubble's arm and glanced at Mason with irritation before the two walked away. "Sorry about that," Mrs. Anna's voice dragged Mason's gaze from the two figures walking away. Mason knows too well how it feels to be humiliated by her boss. It was a feeling he had experienced countless times. "I should be the one to apologize. I'm sorry I caused you trouble," Mason replied with sincerity.Mrs.Anna smiled. "It's alright, it's not your fault."The smile she wore even after getting scolded only made Mason admire her. She wasn't just hard-working but also had the spirit of endurance even when she wasn't at fault. It was something only a few people were capable of these days. "What is your name?" "Mason Williams," he replied as she typed away on her keyboard. She brought out a fingerprint scanner and scanned Mason's prints for verification. After some seconds, she stares back at Mason. "What kind of card would you like, Mr.Williams?"Mason scratched the back of his head, "I am not sure," he replied.Mason didn't care about the card; all he wanted to do was check his account details and confirm if the Emoji words were valid and not a mere illusion he was going through, considering his accident. "Could you do me a favor and check the worth of my account and tell me what kind of card I would need?" "Of course, one minute," she replied and returned to her keyboard.Mason watched her as she typed away. Mrs. Anna's beauty reminds Mason of his girlfriend, Natalia. Since he had been dating her, he had never considered another girl to be beautiful except her, but now everything has changed, and the only memory he has of her was her cheating. Even when Mason tried not to think about it, he couldn't shake off the feeling of betrayal.Mrs. Anna's head snapped at Mason in surprise. Her gaze constantly switched from her computer screen to Mason's face. "What is the matter?" he asked.
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“Is that Cleopatra?” A scoff escaped Marcus's lips as he placed a hand on his car. Mason's eyes followed his gesture. “So, you got her new contact?” His tone dripped with sarcasm, but unlike him, Mason could sense the jealousy hidden behind it.After the incident between them, Mason wasn't surprised Cleopatra had changed her contact so Marcus wouldn't be able to contact her directly.“How long have you known Cleopatra?” Marcus asked; the incredulity in his eyes was clear, causing Mason's to remain quiet as his calm demeanor.Marcus, seeing Mason’s silence, shifted his gaze from the vehicle to the man standing before him. “I know Cleopatra might not see it, but I know what you are,” he whispered with a smirk.Mason slowly lifted an eyebrow. “And what exactly am I?”The question lingered in the air, prompting a grin to spread wider on Marcus's face. “Unlike you, I have real connections,” he replied, his voice dropping with pride. “Part of those connections involves uncovering who you re
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After Mason finished shopping, the evening slowly faded into darkness, stretching through the entire city. The night sky was illuminated by the twinkling stars scattered across the universe, and the fresh air made night walks lovely. Inside Mason's room, his eyes caught a glimpse of his reflection in the mirror. Tonight, he opted for a plain but sophisticated look. His figure was in a simple, fitted sleeve that highlighted his form, and the top button was teasingly undone to reveal a hint of his masculine chest. He paired it with tailored black trousers and polished shoes that shine under the soft light.Mason sighs, running his hand through his neat hair, taking a last glance.“Why are you taking so long?!” Helen's voice echoed impatiently through the closed door. “Let me see already!” she muttered, assisted by the soft bang on his door. Mason rolled his eyes towards the door. “Give me a minute,” he groaned, moving toward the door, where he could hear Helen's foot impatiently tappi
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Mason stepped out of the taxi, pulled out a bill from his wallet, and handed it to the driver, who was stunned by the unexpected generosity. This was the second time Mason had given him a generous tip, and the man couldn't help but bow his head in gratitude at the young man's kindness.Meanwhile, the mansion staff, aware of their young master's arrival, lined up outside. The driver opened the trunk of the taxi, allowing them to begin unloading the boxes and packages.Within moments, the trunk was empty, and the staff followed Mason as he made his way into the mansion.As he stepped into the elegantly furnished living room, he was greeted by the sight of his sisters lounging comfortably on the sofas. Helen was the first to notice his presence; she jumped up from her seat with a wide smile. “Mason's back!” she exclaimed, running into his open arms.“"Hey, princess," Mason murmured, planting a kiss on her forehead. "How is your day going?" He turned his gaze to Haley, who was fixated on
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The room was filled with a heated energy that suffocated the entire space. The figures inside glared at each other; one was angry about being fired, while the other was furious about having their authority undermined. This was the first time something like this had ever happened in the shop, and even the staff members outside could hear their voices through the closed door.“What did you just say?!” The madam's voice reverberated, causing the people outside the room to turn toward the door in shock.Emily wiped the tears from her cheeks, feeling the remnants of her pain. For the first time, she could see the madam's composed facade had been shattered, leaving nothing but anger. “You can’t just fire me because you feel threatened,” Emily scoffed as her words dug deeper, and to her satisfaction, she could see the anger in the lady’s reaction.“How dare you! You pathetic bitch!” The madam barks, moving closer to Emily like a predator sizing up its prey. Emily felt a shiver of fear, but s
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Emily trailed behind the madam as they entered the office, her name elegantly embossed at the top of the door. "Shut the door," the madam commanded. With a nod, Emily complied, closing it firmly to block the curious eyes of the staff lingering outside.Inside the office, the air felt cold, sending a shiver up Emily's spine. The madam, whose expression matched the chilly atmosphere, took her seat. It was clear to Emily that this meeting was not a celebration of her recent sales.“Have a seat,” the madam finally said, gesturing to the empty chair across from her.Without hesitation, Emily adjusted her blouse and settled into the chair, feeling its frame press against her back.The madam, preoccupied with whatever tasks she had, ignored Emily as she rifled through a stack of documents on her desk. After what felt like an eternity of silence, the madam finally lifted her gaze and locked eyes with Emily."You made a big sale today," she said with a furrowed brow. Emily gave a small nod, an
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As Mason's cab roared to life, the small crowd of staff watching his every move inside the shop rushed to the transparent glass entrance. Their attention shifted from the young man in the taxi to Emily, who was bidding a heartfelt goodbye. The smile on her face was contagious, causing some of the staff to chuckle."I think Emily is in love!" one of them teased, prompting the rest to erupt into laughter."I don't blame her, who wouldn't?!" Another voice chimed in, turning everyone's gaze towards her. The girl who had spoken rolled her eyes. "For God's sake, did you see him? He’s tall, handsome, muscular, and crazy rich! I think I’m already pregnant!" she exclaimed, running her hand through her hair.The other colleagues watching her exaggerated expression burst into laughter. Among the staff was a salesgirl who didn’t join in the laughter. She was the madam's sister. Unlike the other staff members who wore excited expressions, the girl's eyes panned at Emily with a look devoid of emoti
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