My Personal Account Was Disabled Romane & Geschichten

I snapped, my voice harder. “The account has been blocked, my prince.” “What?!” I snatched the card from him to be sure it was truly mine and it was. “That is not possible. Try again.” I handed it back to him. He tried again and shook his head. “Still the same your highness.” And that was when it’s hit like a sledgehammer… Magnus had frozen my account in addition to kicking me out of the team. I clenched my fists tightly and my chest heaved with anger but then.. this was no time to get angry. I have to pay the driver.

She looks scared. “What?!” I snap at her "They froze the accounts," she says. Quiet, like if she says it too loud the walls will collapse. I blink. "Which ones?" She swallows. "All. The operating account, the campaign fund, even your personal cards are getting flagged." “What about the ones I just opened last-” “Frozen too. It was flagged when you opened it.” Fuck. I grab my bag. "Tell Jerome to meet me at the bank. Now."

I muttered under my breath as I typed again. My whole body was now trembling. Virtually every eye in the party was now on me. “Tate.” My account. My baby. My account is gone! How?! How?!! How is this even fucking possible? Four freaking years of memories and struggles. Four hundred thousand fucking followers. All gone! “Tate?” Braden called in worry. “Nooooooooooo!!!!”

I really can't believe it! That animal used my personal details and even my bank account he also had access to. I have already asked the bank and reported this issue but even they, are also unable to explain to me about what happened. It's really clean and polished. My account is used. It definitely held my bank account that time he made the transaction. A few more hours passed but I still didn’t get anything that would give me the lead to that person. I'm giving up. I didn’t go into the office just to do it. Dad allowed me because he wanted me to take care of it first. He wanted me to clear my name right away. But how? Even if I have enough knowledge in this matter I still can’t catch that

For a second, I hoped it was Mike—calling to apologize for leaving me alone, but It wasn’t Mike. It was a message from my bank. I looked at the screen and nearly stopped breathing. [URGENT: ALL ACCOUNTS FROZEN] I blinked, convinced the rain was blurring my vision. My hands shaking, I logged into my personal savings account. Access Denied. I checked the account, were my father had saved for my twenty-fourth birthday. Access Denied. Even my joint account with Mike was locked. A notice flashed across the screen, stating that I required a Note of Clearance from an organization I had never heard of: ERS Holdings Group.

"Come on, don't play the good guy here. This is all for Theo's sake—so he can have a whole, proper family. You've heard the saying, right? A starving dog always comes back." Julliard said nothing. His gaze dropped. The light in his eyes dimmed to a low, haunted flicker. … "What?!" Wendy's face twisted the moment she answered the call. "Why are you shutting down our account? We haven't violated any platform rules—neither our videos nor our livestreams!" She, Sharon, and Xavier had just sat down to eat when the call came in. "Uh… well, the system detected some unusual activity—abnormal follower growth—so we're suspending the account for now…"

She remembered that she had disabled the account after her marriage was announced, so there was no way anyone could access the account again. “W… what is this?” “You claim that you have been with my brother for two years, but how are you here celebrating your relationship with another person?” “How did you get this picture? Are you stalking me, sister-in-law?” She asked. “You deactivated your account because your marriage got announced, of course, I had my way of restoring it.” Payton frowned and parted her lips. “What?” It was actually a good thing that the only picture she had posted of them on that account was their anniversary.

He had instructed his personal lawyers and the trust department to pull the plug on my life while the rest of the city was still waking up and commuting to work. I pulled my personal smartphone from my pocket, opening the encrypted application for my private banking accounts. The screen did not load my balance. It was completely blank except for a single, automated notification banner that read: ACCOUNT ACCESS TEMPORARILY SUSPENDED PER THE DIRECTIVE OF THE PRIMARY TRUST GUARANTOR. My private lines of credit, my liquid savings accounts, my investment portfolio, my corporate expense allowances—everything had been wiped clean, frozen, and locked down in a single keystroke from the penthouse flo

"What’s going on? I thought you said you were a billionaire." Mark was sweating now. His hands were shaking as he pulled out a third card. "Wait, wait. There must be a mistake with the card. Let me try doing a transfer." He reached for his phone and got into his bank app but the screen was blank. He tried to login once more, but a message appeared in red text: ACCOUNT DISABLED BY ADMINISTRATOR. Mark felt the walls closing in. He looked up at the waitress, then at the security guard who was walking toward the booth.