Bank Novels & Stories

Sam replied,his answer coming instantly. I nodded, pulling out my phone. “ Can I get your details?.” " 23-53-91-77. The People's Bank. The name of the account is Sam Larry.” I smiled softly at him,did a quick transfer and showed him the receipt. “ Transactions done. Deal over." I announced, standing up.

But when I reached the final confirmation screen, an error message appeared: "Large transfers must be completed in person at a bank branch." I looked up at Aiden helplessly. "It says I need to go to a bank branch for a transfer this size. I just need your account number—can I take a picture of your card instead?" Aiden's dark eyes studied me for a long moment before he said something completely unexpected: "Keep the card. The PIN is my birthday. Use it for any formal events, dresses, shopping with friends—whatever you need."

Bruce; I am the manager of BB bank international. Sir, I have noticed that your bank balance has increased tremendously so I decided to consult you if you would allow us your bankers to put your money into an investment for you. Oh, Mr. Bruce thanks for calling infect that is the reason why I have made those transfers so sir go ahead and invest on my behalf. Douglas do you have a special interest in an area you want us to invest in? No No any area that you think is safe and I would get enough returns.

Its leave-less branches is bent in a way that provides some kind of shade on a big hole in the ground. I squint my eyes to help clear my vision and move slowly towards the hole and that's when I see it too. ********************************

“Give? Did you know how much is a one diamond on my application? Or did you do something?” He is blushing but emptying his mind and felt confused, “Y-Yes, S-Sir,” with his trembling voice, Cameron sighed heavily, “go and exchange it at a bank and they will assist you.” “Thank you Sir!” there is nothing more exciting than this. . . Sam is now going outside, and he falls in line for roughly thirty minutes before the bank officer assisted him. “Yes, Sir good afternoon. How may I help you?” Sam shows his phone, and the woman’s eyes widen when seeing his diamond.

I said and sat next to her on the Dinner table. " How's Red ? I asked. " He's asleep ..., Guy goes to bed early " she said and I rubbed my forehead tiredly . " I need to go job hunting Anna ..." I said and she smiled . " No need ,a friend of mine has a job offering at their company for the spot of a personal assistant for their Boss , you can check it out girl the pay is good " she said and I immediately became interested . " I'd definitely check out tommorow ,what's the name of the company ? What sought of company is it ? I asked and she began explaining .

Not anymore. "Where do you work Violet?", said a man by his right asked me as he sipped his drink. "A bank, in the city", Ansel answered. "Which one?", he asked further. "Erm", I wanted to answer but I was interrupted by Ansel. "GoldLink bank", he said "Oh nice, that's cool, it's a leading bank presently in the nation, I really hope they treat you right", he said nodding satisfactoryly. "I guess you stay closer to the bank", he asked.

Aiden says frowning “ but it’s still a 4 star place to stay, when they let you out of the room, there is a games room, a sauna, masseuses, tanning beds and a pool.” Dropping his voice lower he check no one is by the door “I’m sorry for what you will go through I will help where I can” and before I can register he said it he starts walking to the door, a smile on his face telling me he will be back for the plate in a bit and locking the door behind him. That last sentence sours the taste of the food in my mouth and makes me feel like what I have already eaten may come back up. Done with the food I put the plate down on the tray and try standing up.

Decided, she entered the store, pointed to the mannequin, and swiped her Black Card for the second time, sealing the fate of the Ballmer men's wardrobe. At the same time, at the Ballmer Corporation penthouse. The office was silent, except for Axel's voice reading a boring financial report. Henrique listened with his eyes closed, processing the numbers. Beep-beep. Henrique's cell phone, resting on the mahogany table, lit up with two consecutive notifications. He opened his eyes and picked up the device. They were alerts from the private bank. [Transaction Approved: R$ 12,000.00 - Le Petit Children's Boutique] [Transaction Approved: R$ 45,000.00 - Sartoria Men's

“And what would that be?” “I want your ledger.” Cutter laughed, struggling to stifle a cough. “What the fuck are you talking about?” “Your black book. The ledger you keep locked away. The one that contains your club’s contacts, business associates, bank codes. You know the one I’m talking about.”