Chapter six
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Marco felt a sense of confusion and fear wash over him as the manager led him into his office. He couldn't understand what could be wrong with his account, and he couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off.

Once inside the office, the manager turned to Marco and said, "I need to verify your identity, Mr. Marco. This account belongs to the McKellen family."

Marco's confusion turned to shock as he realized what the manager was saying. He had never mentioned his family to anyone at the bank, and he couldn't understand how they knew about them. 

"Please have a seat while I get things ready," the manager said.

Marco made himself comfortable in one of the chairs, he stared at the manager's face trying to see if this was some kind of ploy.

The manager took one look at Marco's face and tried to pacify him. "you can understand that I am doing this for security reasons."

Marco nodded.

"I can assure you that I am who I say I am," Marco said, trying to keep his voice steady. "I've never mentioned my family to anyone at this bank, and I don't understand how you know about them."

The manager looked at Marco sympathetically and said, "I understand that this must be difficult for you, Mr. Marco. But we have to verify your identity to make sure that this account is being used by the rightful owner."

Marco nodded, understanding the importance of the situation. He provided the manager with his ID. As the manager examined the documents, Marco couldn't help but feel a sense of vulnerability and vulnerability. 

"just a little more," the manager said as he brought out a biometric device for face recognition.

He had never been in a situation like this before and wasn't sure how the manager would react to his request. But as the manager scanned his face with a device to verify his identity for further proof. Marco couldn't help but feel a sense of relief.

After a few minutes, the manager looked up at Marco and said, "I apologize, Mr. Marco. It seems that there was a mistake. Your identity has been verified and your account is in perfect order."

Relief washed over Marco's manager apologized for the inconvenience. He knew that he had nothing to hide, and he was glad that the mistake had been cleared up.

 He couldn't help but feel angry towards the man and Dahlia, who had laughed at him and insulted him earlier. He knew that he couldn't control what others thought of him, but he wouldn't let their words or actions bring him down.

It turns out that Marco was the only heir of the prestigious Mckellen family, a family is known for their immense wealth and power. 

The manager's face changed upon this revelation, his expression shifting from one of professional detachment to one of pure terror.

A client with 100 million dollars is considered a big shot in the banking world, but the Mckellen family's wealth surpassed that by far.

 They were the owners of this very bank and their wealth was measured in trillions of dollars. The manager knew that this was a situation that required the utmost care and attention.

The manager's fear was palpable, his hands trembled as he tried to compose himself. He knew that any mistake could cost him his job and potentially harm the bank's reputation. But he also knew that he had to put on a brave face and handle this situation with the utmost professionalism.

As the manager tried to steady himself, Marco couldn't help but feel a sense of empathy for the man. He knew that this was a difficult situation for both of them, and he didn't want to make it any harder. He spoke softly and calmly, assuring the manager that he had no intention of causing any trouble.

"Forgive me, sir, for any trouble my staff and I have caused since you came here." the manager bowed slightly.

"you can speak normally, sir. there is no need to be scared. I understand you are doing your job." Marco said.

"Welcome, Mr. Marco. I apologize for any inconvenience this may have caused. As a member of the Mckellen family, you are entitled to special privileges at this bank," the manager said, bowing his head slightly.

Marco couldn't help but feel a sense of unease at the manager's words. He didn't want to be treated any differently from any other client and he made that clear to the manager.

"Please, don't make this a bigger deal than it is already," Marco said to him.

"I understand, Mr. Marco. Normally, a client who has 100 million dollars would be given a diamond card as a symbol of their prestige. But as a member of the Mckellen family, you have a unique card that is unlike any other," the manager said, as he reached into his drawer and pulled out a card made of pure gold.

Marco couldn't help but feel a sense of awe as he held the card in his hands. He had never seen anything like it before, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride at the thought of being a part of such a prestigious family.

"This card symbolizes the power and prestige of the Mckellen family. It is a symbol of the trust and respect that the bank has for your family," the manager said, a hint of reverence in his voice.

Marco couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for the manager's words. He knew that the manager was only trying to show his respect and he appreciated the gesture.

"Thank you, I appreciate it," Marco said, with a genuine smile on his face.

The manager's expression changed from one of subservience to one of gratitude, as he was happy to have handled the situation to Marco's satisfaction.

"No, thank you for being so kind and patient with us. your treatment here has not been fair." the manager said.

Marco nodded.

"I will be on my way then."

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