Life After Prison Novel by Silencieux

Chapter 93

Ever since Fabian Winter, the bank director, saw the figure in Severin’s bank account, he had been suffering from insomnia. ‘That amount of money! How could a person be able to save that amount of money?’ he thought.

It would be wonderful if he could keep a good relationship and connection with that man. The bad part was the man did not contact him even once after he gave the man his name card.

While he was dozing off out of boredom in his office, his phone rang abruptly. It was an unknown number. He rejected the call immediately because he disliked having spammer call him. However, the same phone number was calling him again within a few seconds.

Fabian answered the call. “Hello? Who is this? I’m not interested in taking a loan or planning to renovate and I don’t…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Severin sounded panicked. “Mister Fabian. I have a favor to ask. I’m Severin Feuillet.”

“Severin Feuillet? Who are you? Hmm, I don’t remember your name. Do I know you?” Fabian tried to think hard from the list of people with wealth and power. That name did not seem to be on the list so he got frustrated.

“Have you forgotten? I’m the one who scared Preston’s wife and had her peed herself at the bank yesterday morning.” Severin frowned. He did not expect Fabian to forget him so soon.

his phone when his hands trembled. He quickly grabbed

dearest customer, Mister Feuillet. How may I a*sist you? I, Fabian Winter, am willing to be at

bank card for me? I need it now! And also transferred three hundred

for a while and said, “Can you do that now? Like within

to call the upper management to get authority. I’m just a bank director. And you have to send

you!” Severin was relieved when he knew it could be

Fabian was thrilled and excited. As long as he was able to offer his a*sistance to Severin, he saw it as a step toward a good relationship with Severin. He was afraid Severin would be unhappy with his service and decided to cash out the money in the account and saved

card to me secretly. And also set the pin number as six’s zeroes. Remember! Don’t let my wife see

the phone, he quickly sent his identification number

the Violet–Gold Card to Fabian. Only then was he able to feel relieved

Diane asked faintly

embarra*singly. “I

“Do

go to the bank?”