2024-02-04 05:45:36"Nothing, it's just that we didn't expect SAB's biggest VIP client to come around today. Mrs.Anna replied with a shocked expression.
"Biggest VIP client?" Mason asked, confused. Mrs.Anna nodded in response. "Your account is worth Ten billion dollars," she said, and in an instant, cold sweat broke down Mason's forehead. Ten billion Dollars! "Are you serious?" Mason asked, blinking his eyes in disbelief. "Yes sir," Mrs.Anna replied. "These are the figures on my screen." Emoji words were valid, and he wasn't crazy after all, and if he had Ten billion dollars in his account, that meant he was a billionaire; the thought mentally slapped his face. "I still can't believe you doubted me," Emoji said, reappearing beside him. "You have trust issues." "How could I not!" Mason responded with his leg suddenly feeling jelly. It was taking everything he had not to scream in joy. "Did you say something, sir?" Mrs.Anna asked, and Mason raised his head to meet her eyes, realizing he must have raised his voice. Since only he could see. "Nothing," he replied with a smile. "Sir, American Express has already issued you a Black card, which will be delivered tomorrow." Mrs.Anna said. "A Black card!" Mason was shocked by her words. He knew the American Express card was something only a few people had, but the fact he was issued one means he was among the few with it in possession. Mason swallowed and nodded with a smile. "Mrs.Anna," the Secretary who scolded her a few minutes before calling, exited her office. "I want you to go and attend to Mr.Bubble and apologize for your insolent behavior earlier," she said, and those words put a frown on Mason's face. "Excuse me, but you can see she is attending to me," Mason said. "And why on earth would you ask her to apologize to someone she politely told to wait his turn but turns out to be a pathetic jerk." Mrs.Jules, who didn't know Mason was now their biggest VIP client, snapped her head in the direction of Mr.Bubble, hoping he didn't hear those words. "Who do you think you're, you forsaken lowlife!" Mrs.Jules glared, pointing a finger at Mason. "How dare you constitute a nuisance in a place like this!" "Maam–" "Shut your mouth," the Secretary glared at Mrs.Anna, who was trying to tell her Mason Williams was their biggest Client. "You are getting fired today, Mrs.Anna!" the Secretary assured, then turned to Mason, who wore a frown. He was surprised how someone like her turned out to be the Secretary of this bank. "How did you even get past the security," Mrs.Jules spat, irritated by Mason's appearance. She hated his low-quality clothes and how comfortable he was in them. "But, Ma'am," Mrs.Anna interrupted, ignoring the threat. "That is Mr.Williams, our biggest VIP client." Mrs.Jules tilted her head to the employee and then back to Mason's expressionless face. "You mean Mr.Williams, who the chairman was trying to contact?" Mrs.Anna asked, and she nodded her head in response. "Are you sure this-" she glanced at Mason again before returning them to Mrs.Anna. "This man is Mr.Williams, or are you mistaken?" "Yes, Ma'am. His details are here," Mrs.Anna replied. Mrs.Jules, who didn't waste any time, went behind the transparent counter, and her face turned pale. She couldn't believe how someone she thought was a lowlife turned out to be as rich as that. "M…Mr. Williams," Mrs.Jules stammered as she exited the counter, forcing out a smile that shivered in her mouth. She had consistently recognized every big shot that entered the bank and would instantly create a good impression to win personal favor from them. She did this by ignoring those she called the lower class and attending to the rich Client. The minute Mason's account received a tremendous amount of money, even their chairman from overseas came to Aleric City to verify his identity man. The chairman asked Mrs.Jules to contact Mr.Williams instantly, but she couldn't reach him. "W-we weren't expecting you to drop by, Mr.Williams," she said with a smile. Mason glanced at her, irritated by the fake smile across her face. He shifted his gaze to Mrs.Anna, who hadn't said anything. "Mrs.Anna here is already attending to me," he responds, irritation visible in his tone. "How dare you raise your voice at him!" A third party snapped, Making their heads roll in its direction. "Mrs.Haley!" The Secretary gasped, seeing the woman who was approaching them. She was younger than Mr.Jules, who was in her thirties and was probably the same age as Mason. "I…I wasn't aware you would be checking in today. How was your trip." Mrs.Jules Stammered. The lady, who was in her early twenties, panned at her with anger. If she can make Mr.Jules tremble like this, then she holds a higher position at the bank. "How dare you raise your voice at him!" She repeated, anger masking her voice. "T…To him?" Mrs.Jules shivered. "There was a misunderstanding, Mrs.Harley. Mrs.Anna didn't inform me who he was on time," she said, sweat breaking from her face. The chairman had not only seen her assault Mrs.Anna but also Insulted the SAB's biggest Client. Mason was surprised at the woman who was defending him. He didn't know who this woman was, but he could swear if this woman didn't have lighter skin, longer hair, and feminine features, he could claim she would be his reflection. Mason stared at her. He didn't know how, but she looked exactly like him. It was almost as if she was his identical twin. "You dare refer to my brother as nausea!" Mrs.Heley spat, stopping next to Mason. Mason also shares in Mrs. Jules' confusion and stares at the lady. Did she call me her brother? "B…Brother?" Mrs.Jules muttered, and she went pale. She couldn't believe the words she just heard. Did Mrs.Harley refer to this man as her brother? Mrs. Jules's eyes switch between the two figures, and she immediately bows her head. "I'm very sorry for my behavior; please forgive me," she said. Mrs.Harley scoffed, shaking her head, and her facial expression made the Secretary fall to her knees. "My brother might have a soft heart and pardon you, but I don't. "You're fired." Mrs.Jules gasps. "No, no, please don't do this to me!" Mrs.Harley glances at the receptionist, watching the scene. "Call me the security," she ordered, and Mrs.Anna nodded. Within a few seconds, the men in uniform appeared before her. "Get her out of here." "Yes, ma'am," they responded, dragging Mrs.Jules, who struggled and kept pleading. "If you fire her, then who will attend to me?" Mrs.Bubble, who exited Mrs. Jules's office, asked, and Mrs. Harley's head snapped at him. "You will wait like the rest of the people in the queue," Mrs.Heley responded coldly, and Mr.Bubbles stared at her in surprise. Mr.Bubble hesitated briefly before moving to the back of the line. "I'm sorry, Mas, but I can't stand and watch others disrespect you," Mrs.Harley said. "You look like me," Mason muttered, not overcoming his shock. Mrs.Harley chuckles. "That's because I'm your twin," she replied.
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Mason lay on his back, eyes fixed on the cracked white ceiling above him. The faint hum of the air conditioner blended with distant laughter from the hallway. The room was a standard dorm with bunk beds welded to the floor, metal lockers, and a study desk bolted beneath a window that overlooked the restless sea. Above him, the university’s crest had been carefully carved into the plaster, bold and proud.It took a few seconds for the realization to settle in.He knew the university had private partnerships with quiet investments scattered beyond its official campus, but he hadn’t expected this.Song Island.He swallowed slowly.Who would have thought I’d own property on Song Island? The thought curled at the edge of his lips, forming a faint grin. Ownership meant leverage. "Leverage" meant control.And control meant survival.Across the room, he could feel King’s eyes on him, curious, calculating. Mason didn’t look his way. He didn’t need to. He was used to being watched.The door sud
Accommodation List
At the front stood a stern-looking woman with a digital tablet in hand, her voice firm and unwavering as she read through the list of assigned roommates.Each name echoed through the lobby like a verdict.Mason stood somewhere in the middle of the crowd, his fingers wrapped around the strap of one of his duffel bags. His eyes wandered over the familiar faces, some excited, some anxious, others already forming silent alliances. This was temporary, only a few days in the dorms before they returned to civilization.“Samule, Jude, Peter, Alec, Hopkins, and Jadin." The sound of the woman's voice jolted him from his thoughts.Across the lobby, a sharp scoff cut through the air.Jacob and his associate stood at the far corner, dressed in polished confidence that bordered on arrogance. Jacob’s frown looked permanent, as if stitched into his expression.“They want me to share a room with this lowlife?!” he spat, loud enough for
Temporary Dormitory
The bus finally rolled to a halt at the edge of the island’s temporary dormitory compound, and the faint scent of salt from the nearby sea drifted in through the half-open windows. Above them, the moon hung, casting a silver veil across the landscape. Uncertainty lingered through the bus, and the students stirred from their reflections on the contrast between the moonlight and the warmer glow spilling from the compound ahead.The dormitory towered above them from the distant, almost modest and welcoming. The exterior was bathed in a mixture of pale yellow and the golden shimmer from lamps fixed along the wall perimeter. The doors of the bus hissed open, and one by one, the students exited, with their luggage in their hands. Few had their backpacks slung over their shoulders; others dragged rolling suitcases that rattled over the uneven ground. The fatigue of travel lingered in their movements, but curiosity brightened their eyes as they glanced around the unfamiliar compound.“So t
Regulations
The sound of an incoming vehicle attracted everyone's attention, and a brief silence passed through the crowd. The students narrowed their gaze to the two coastal buses, which stopped a short distance from them. The bold letters crested on one side of the buses made the division painfully clear.Murmurs instantly rippled through the crowd the moment the realization finally settled.“What? We are using separate buses?” one of the students spat.“That’s ridiculous.”“We just landed, for goodness’ sake," another voice lamented.Some couples stood frozen, with their fingers laced together as if refusing to let go might bend the rules. Others who had made perfect vacation plans exchanged bitter looks, with annoyance sharp in their eyes. Unlike the other student, whose face wore an expression far from satisfaction, Mason remained unfazed. He didn't know why the students were still surprised at the announcement. They have been in the university for years, enough to know the rules and regula
Arriving At Song Island
The airplane commenced its gradual descent, gliding smoothly through a dense curtain of clouds as Song Island gradually emerged beneath them. Its breathtaking terrain was laced with pure nature, prompting a wave of gasps spread through the cabin. Everyone quickly pressed their faces to the windows, their eyes wide with awe. Their gazes drifted across the waters, sparkling under the afternoon sun to the coastline, holding several tall palm trees. They all stood in a line like vigilant sentinels with its fronds swaying gently in the breeze as if welcoming the aircraft’s arrival. A few distance from the resort at the shore, modern buildings with minimalist designs rose faintly above the greenery, hinting at the island’s developed areas.For a moment, it felt almost surreal; such an unspoiled, stunning paradise seemed too perfect to be real. One student nearly lifted out of their seat, with his eyes glued to the window with an expression of wonder, as if the island might vanish if they b
Flight 2
Mason studied her for a moment, her calm face laced with hidden tension. Even when she tried to hide, he could clearly see through her. Without a word Mason leaned back in his own seat, allowing the silence to settle between them.A few minutes later, the flight attendant returned with his order.“Sir—” she paused, her eyes briefly flicking to Cleopatra, whose eyes now fluttered open. “Here is your request.”Cleopatra turned slowly toward Mason, and their eyes met.‘Is she jealous?’ Mason thought.Ignoring the momentary awkwardness, he asked softly, “Are you hungry?”Cleopatra nodded.Mason turned to the attendant. “Could I get another? My girlfriend will be having this.”He took the tray from the attendant and placed it gently in front of Cleopatra.“Oh,” the attendant said, her gaze lingering on Cleopatra for a second before returning to Mason. “Right away, sir.”Cleopatra lifted the wine glass, took a sip, and frowned; then her eyes lit up, but she quickly replaced her expression,
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