Chapter 310: The Real Owner of The Card!

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Yvonne had never considered that the card was stolen from someone else.

After all, it was impossible that Nora would do something like that when she already had Justin. Her only thought was that a problem had occurred with her credit score.

Weren’t there a lot of people who didn’t pay their credit card bills after using the cards?

That was already embarrassing enough.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the thought formed in her mind, the manager said excitedly, “What are you talking about, Mr. Smith? Arrest? We just want to invite you to the bank as a guest! Why would we arrest you?”

“…”

His words caused the room to fall silent for a moment.

Yvonne, who was taken aback, looked at him incredulously.

The manager said, “You are our bank’s VIP customer. Now that we’ve met in New York, of course, I would invite you to the bank. Also, do you need financial management services for your balance? We have capital protection and an interest rate of 5%! I know it’s a little low, so you won’t be interested for sure, but isn’t it a little of a waste to just let the money rest in the account like that? Or perhaps you have investment plans for the near future?”

 

Louis: “??”

Louis felt like he could understand all the words that the manager was saying, but how come he couldn’t understand them anymore once they were strung together?

Next to him, an even more surprised Florence asked, “What are you talking about? What VIP customer?”

Yvonne’s eyes widened in astonishment, and she stared at the manager in disbelief.

A VIP… customer?

The manager glanced at Florence. “You don’t need to know about your master’s affairs. Mr. Smith? Mr. Smith?”

Only then did Louis come back to his senses. He pointed at the bank card incredulously. “Did you say that the owner of the card is a VIP customer? I-in that case, who is the owner of the card?”

His first reaction was that he was finished. Nora had actually stolen a VIP customer’s card!

around anymore, Mr. Smith. Didn’t you say it yourself just now? It’s you! This card doesn’t require registration with one’s real name, and there are only five in the world. Customer information is confidential, so I won’t know, either. This is the first time I’m meeting the

Louis: “…”

“What’s the credit limit

card and a credit card. This is a supplementary card. I wouldn’t know where the primary card is. Only the owner would know that. Also, this

cards were rarely issued around the world was precisely that they weren’t registered with

have

how much trust must one have in their customers in order to issue unregistered cards without any credit

why there were only five

he, a manager of a side branch of the bank in New York, possibly

manager’s words clearly shocked

there a chance for someone to steal the

whose card had

the owner of the card would lose the card, how can

who owned the card

would definitely have bodyguards with them whenever

a problem at all. Even if it just so happened that they misplaced it, they could just inform the account manager that had applied for

glanced at the manager and

his attitude was detached and distant, the manager didn’t feel

he was here to deliver the card

“Mr. Louis, do visit the bank when you’re free! If you aren’t interested

card, nodded

left. “Just what kind of background does that cousin of mine have, Joel? You and Uncle Ian are the only ones in the family who can use a card like

the way he spoke

words made Yvonne’s eyes

the Smiths, Ian and Joel were indeed the only ones who could use credit cards with no

end of it all, wasn’t it still because she wasn’t related to them by blood but was just an adopted daughter that she didn’t

did not answer. Instead, he held his

Louis: “!!”

his bosom and said, “Nora

his brows and glanced at him dispassionately. “Are you

card to Joel. Joel reached out to take it—only to find

Joel: “…”

bleached blond hair looked a

applied more force and took

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