Chapter Thirty-two “A million??” “In a case of identity— “There’s no identity fraud there,” Alex chuckled softly, “It’s just my wife toying with me.” The banker stared at the man in front of him in disbelief, “Mr Maldov. A million is a terrible lot of money.” “I know,” Alex murmured, already bored of the conversation, “Like I said….it’s just my wife.” “Mr Maldov you need to tell your wife to keep her spending on a low. The tax commission—- “Mr James??” Alex cut him off, his eyes carrying a slither of warning as he spotted the name tag on his breast pocket, “Are you saying my wife should spend her husband’s money less?? Despite her same husband not caring about it??” Terrified he might have crossed a line, the banker took a step backward, shaking his head vigorously as he stuttered, “N—no sir. All I’m saying is—- “Mr James??” Alex cut him off again, “It’s just a million dollars. If my woman wants to buy a property
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