Banker Novels & Stories

‎And within seconds—He was gone. ‎I stood there. ‎Still. ‎The sound of passing cars returned. ‎The heat settled back against my skin. ‎But something had shifted. ‎Slowly, I looked down at my hands. ‎Cash in one. ‎A card in the other. ‎For a moment, I simply stared. ‎No one had ever refused me before. ‎Not like that. ‎Especially not money. ‎I lifted the card slightly, bringing it closer. ‎Clean. ‎Simple.

his brother sighed heavily. "Are you worried about paying Mallam?. Don't worry that, we'll get to pay him. Just give me two hundred naira so I can buy you guys food to eat" "I wish people will come and do sara(charity) today" his brother said pulling different notes from his pocket. He counted them. "Until Thursday or Friday." Dami collected the money his brother counted,then put it in his pocket. He carried his sister on back. They both went to get food.

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.

his mother said. “I get it, and forgive me for overeacting,” Adam said, and I can sense sarcasm in his voice. He adds, “And I will give you an honest answer. You all know the most well-known business bank in the country that funds businesses, right?” They all nod their heads, especially my parents. “Well, except that you don’t know who the owner is,” he continues, curiosity hanging more in the air with every passing moment. “I am!” “Mh?”

“So, you see, Mr. Winter,” Dimitra continued, “the app will allow you to take electronic transferring of funds one step further. The beta testing confirmed it’s reliability. We’ve worked out all the bugs and kinks. Since your local bank was kind enough to let us beta test, we thought we would give you first kick at the can in terms of an offer.”

What surprise would there be if he knew everything and ended the mystery surrounding that woman? "Harley, forget it. I do not need any more information," Damon said before Harley could leave. "Alright. Excuse me," he confirmed with a nod. Banks was behind his command desk, from where he coordinated much of the state's economy. Because it was no secret that money was concentrated in the bank accounts of big businessmen. He returned his eyes to the dossier on his desk when there was a knock on the door, and with his permission, it was opened. "Excuse me, Mr. Banks," Lana, his secretary, entered the office.

I nudged the receipt toward the glass counter. "Number 035. Let me confirm one last time. If the bank makes an operational error, and the amount is wrong, does that still count as your 'not responsible once I leave the counter' rule?" Jessie didn't even glance at the slip. She didn't lift her eyelids. "You're a broken record, huh? Can't see the big letters on the wall? Once you leave this counter, whatever money you have—or don't have—is your problem. That's the rule, got it? The rule!"

Javier replied, “Didn’t you ask what I need? I need a haircut. It’s going to be a new year, so I need a cooler hairstyle.” Sally winced. “Excuse me for not making myself clear, sir. I meant, do you need to withdraw or deposit money? Maybe take care of some other banking affair?” Her attitude was decent. Banks were all about professional smiles nowadays. There were no longer cases of judging one’s value by what they wore. Since the manager had a great attitude, Javier stopped teasing her. “I’m here to withdraw some money.” Sally nodded. “Sure, sir. We suggest you use the ATM if it’s under 3,000 dollars, but if it’s more than that, please take a number and wait for your turn in the lounge.”

"I'm on my way to your bank. I need to transfer a large amount but I want it to be unknown" "Oh okay, like how much are we talking about sir" "About fifty million Dollars" " Sir, that's quite a lot. Is there any problem? " " No, there is no problem. I want it sent to a bank in Singapore and I need three credit cards. I have urgent business and I'm way behind schedule." " Okay sir , by tomorrow it would be rea...... "

He suddenly leaned his face close to mine, and I bared my teeth in a silent warning. He glanced up at the guy holding me as he commented, “And how about these sharp teeth? Obviously not the typical baby teeth, eh?” Someone off to the side started laughing, then the man with Beta blood in front of me spoke again. "If we put you down, can you shift so we can properly apologize for our actions without you inflicting scratches and wounds on us?"