Narutos Wallet Novels & Stories

Nick said, drawing out another fifty. The clerk turned the page. All that was listed there were coordinates. Nick memorized them and handed over the money with a card that had his cell number on it. He pocketed his wallet. “You’ve been a great help, Juan. Call me if you hear more and there’ll be a bonus for you when I get back.”

Messages, images, and conversations unveiled themselves, each like a piece of a fragmented puzzle waiting to be assembled. And then, there it was—an innocuous icon representing a messaging app, filled with the secrets that had eluded me. My trembling fingers tapped on it, revealing a string of conversations between Alpha Nate and an unknown woman.

he murmured. “Yes.” “And they’re all going to foreign accounts, some of these accounts are cryptocurrency wallets” “Yes.” He looked up at me for the first time, brows raised. “What exactly do you want me to find out?” “Who owns these accounts,” I said quietly. “All of them. And what was these payments for?” He stared at the screen again, then leaned back slowly. “This won’t be easy. International accounts don’t play. Some of these look like offshore holding structures. Crypto tracking is worse”

Tanto has a waist. “I will pay you.” Karina glared. He walked away from the man. “Give me your account.” Tanto and his men looked briefly. “Don't lie. I won't fall for your mouth bitch!” Karina took out her cell phone. “Just tell me what your account number is. I'll transfer it directly.” Tanto mentioned his account number. Karina fiddles with her cell phone. In just an instant. The 300 million has changed hands. “I have paid your debt in full.” Karina shows proof of her transfer.

Fortunately, Natalie had rejoined us. "And as for your precious daughter…" I was still speaking when she yelled loudly but I wasn't going to buy it. "You can’t do this to me." she screamed. "Lorenzo, I’m the Luna of this pack. You shouldn't trade me with that nobody." Snapping my head in her direction, I turned to her with a glare that went beyond the surface of her skin. "You are nothing to me." I huffed, watching her as she gasped. "You…You don’t mean that." Her eyes were widened with fright.

My lock screen wallpaper came into view and I smiled at the pretty picture of me, I unlocked it and the home screen came into view, it was a picture of Nuel, Ella and I. I turned on the data connection and they kept streaming in, my phone froze for a short while. I opened WhatsApp, and there were thousands of messages. A few text messages caught my attention, my bank and a private number. I opened that of my bank and my account balance threw me off guard, it was so close to a million naira. The regular weekly payments still kept coming from Nuel and they even tripled in amount. I clicked on the private number's text and the last four caught my attention.

The wallet appears on screen, and when I click on the eye icon, the balance appears. Nine hundred and eighty-four thousand dollars. I should be surprised, but I'm not a newbie hacker and moreover, I have seen the balance dozens of times before whenever I wanted to check updates on my wallet. That aside, this money is still the price of my sweat and energy. Money that I have earned over years of hacking jobs, winning contests, and fixing firewalls for clients who pay well. I have been accumulating this money since the moment when I first realized that my intelligence could be monetized if I knew where to look and how to structure it.

The man glances at the small paper and accepts it with an even expression. "I've written down my account number. So, you can send it to me right now," Naara says with a big smile as if what she says is a very ordinary thing. It is clear from the look on Aderaldo's face that the man is holding back anger at Naara's behavior towards him. However, Aderaldo unexpectedly immediately takes out his expensive cellphone from his shirt pocket and is busy with his cellphone screen for a while. The message tone on Naara's new cellphone rings, indicating a notification from one of the applications in it. The woman immediately checks her cellphone and smiles happily when she sees a message that money has

Here are your two options: Transfer $750,000 to the wallet address below within 48 hours. Make Clark hate you..permanently…break his heart so thoroughly he never wants to see your face again. Choose wisely…you have two days and your time starts now. A cryptocurrency wallet address followed…a long string of letters and numbers that meant nothing to me except impossible. I stared at the screen. Then absurdly I laughed. A short, sharp bark that echoed off the empty walls. Seven hundred and fifty thousand dollars? In two days? This bastard was definitely playing on my intelligence and I was beginning to suspect it was Clark's enemy.

My legs tremble, and I sit down, trying to understand what Angelo is saying. “Hacked how?” asks Felix. “This morning, we had to send some of our associate’s money for a trans-Atlantic shipment via Greece. Well, we can’t log in.” “Into which wallet?” I ask, grimacing. Everyone turns to stare at me as though they have forgotten I exist. “Our multi-currency wallet,” Angelo replies. “The meta wallet. Where all our crypto lies - Bitcoin, Ethereum, Monero.” “Do we have others?” I ask. “Yes,” says Enzo. “We do, but most of our cash flow lies in this. The one we can’t log in into.”