My Personal Account Was Disabled Novels & Stories

I replied in a small voice. "Uhmmm, I can't reach you on your social media, Ry…" she strayed the topic. I frowned again. She immediately withdrew it. "Ria, I mean." "It sounds ..." I let it pass. Though I'm curious why my accountant suddenly got deactivated. I did not move it. Or Mommy also blocked it. I frowned there. Why both my social accounts and my line. I sighed there. "I don't know, Demi. I'll check it later."

“And it’s not far.” “How far?” he asks. “A few minutes.” “Okay, then just disable it,” he says quickly. “There has to be an option.” “There isn’t,” I say, clicking again anyway. “I’ve tried everything. It won’t let me do anything.” “Try logging out again.” “I did.” “Try from another device.” “I did that too.” “Then contact support.” “There’s no time for that,” I say. “By the time they respond, it’ll already be up.”

After this whole ordeal, I was going to stay with Samantha but even that stood canceled. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Samantha: I might be facing a fvcking suspension. Mom is going to kill me ! Help !! Me: RIP to you. What did you do ?

But when the login screen blinked red for the third time, the men paled. “Don Avila… the accounts… they’re frozen.” one of the trembling accountant said. Don Avila shot up from his chair. “Frozen? By who?” he angrily asked, smoke spilling from his mouth like a dragon’s snarl. “We—we're not sure yet. The m-main account funds, o-offshore reserves, and even backup accounts. It's as if… someone has disconnected us from e-everything.” said the other accountant, stammered. “Impossible. Nobody moves against me without consequences!” Don Avila hurled his cigar against the wall, sparks scattering. Just then, a phone buzzed.

"Something went wrong with Mr. Warner's program. Send over the original code so that their team can look into it." Mary faltered. "Yes, Mr. Moran. I'll get right to it." I watched her search through the whole office with a knowing smile. With my box of belongings, I walked out of the office. My phone lit up with an acceptance letter from the testing center. Almost simultaneously, a call came from Steve Chandler. "Ms. Lane, you've made an enemy of someone. I've just been told you're blacklisted in the industry. They're even going to sue you for a ridiculous sum. If you're in any trouble, please speak up. I'll help."

He answered. “Knew what?” “Your accounts are all disabled at the moment. It happened yesterday, your parents’ account as well.” He informed. “And why didn't you tell me?” She frowned. “You handle my accounts and deal with my bank!” She got angry. “And why would you do that without my consent?” “I didn't do anything Vera. My supervisor took over everything and didn't tell me anything. I got to find out earlier today which I thought he got it across to you.”

Helena and Kara shifted uneasily, watching Adrian's expression grow more impatient with each passing second. A few moments later, the bank representative's voice came through the phone's speaker, which Adrian had intentionally turned on. "We apologize, sir. According to our system records, all access to your personal accounts has been temporarily restricted until the ongoing investigation reaches a further legal decision." Adrian's expression changed dramatically. The color seemed to drain from his face in an instant. "What do you mean, restricted?" he demanded, his voice rising. "You are still listed as the lawful owner of those accounts," the representative explained in a professional, mat

“Yeah. I kind of figured there had to be something wrong, when you asked me about the Mayor's Tournament. By the way, we came third. With you, we would have probably won, but Agatha didn't let you know about it.” Just another opportunity the bitch has stolen from me. “Were there prizes?” “Yeah. We won seventy thousand dollars,” my mother dropped open. “Agatha said you couldn't come because your school account got deactivated.” My mind reeled from the information. “That's why I couldn't log in,” I whispered. “Why is my account deactivated?” “Contract validation,” Romeo shrugged. “The dean would probably call you soon.” I sniffled, tears dropping. “I didn't break any rules.”

“One Manhattan and Extra Dirty Martini with a lot of olives coming right up.” While he was preparing, I could feel she was staring at me. “Why do I feel like you’re hiding something from me, babe?” “Of course.” I looked at the crowd dancing to a trending song on Tiktok and someone was recording it. They were having fun. I felt so old that I missed out on a lot of things. My I*******m account was deactivated by the royal institution, and so was my X. Of course, I had a dummy account on X and a finsta just to stalk the people I wanted to.

Harper watched it happen, unease creeping in. "What is it?" She asked, but he didn't respond. Another message came in. Then another. Malakai's grip tightened slightly around the phone, his breathing going uneven. "...That's not possible," he breathed. "Kai?" Harper's voice rose slightly. He turned the screen towards her. [Your accounts have been temporarily suspended due to suspected fraudulent activity.] Another notification slid in beneath it. [All outgoing transactions are currently restricted pending investigation.] Harper's stomach dropped. "What?"