Novel Bank Novels & Stories

she said softly, “we face it together.” His fingers curled around hers like he was afraid to let go. The bank was upscale and discreet. The kind of place where people wore silence like armor and transactions didn’t ask questions. Damian parked in a side alley and entered through the private client entrance, Nova at his side. Inside, the vault level was marble and hushed, chilled by the hum of a hidden air system. A guard escorted them without a word, leading them to a locked security door. Nova handed over the key. The guard examined it, nodded, and then inserted it into the wall panel. With a soft mechanical click, the vault opened.

Who would have thought that the enemy would come from within? My phone rang with an unknown number. “Hello, is this Lucille?” the man on the other end asked. “Who am I speaking with?” I asked. “This is the bank. We are calling about a loan that was taken six months ago. The repayment date just passed, and we’ve heard nothing from you,” he said. “I’m sorry, but I made no such loan,” I said. I heard a few keyboard clicks. “You did. On the sixth day of March, a sum of one hundred million was deposited into an account owned by a Mr. Benjamin,” the man said.

Cutting off my family improved my work performance. The irony is almost funny. At lunch, I walk to the bank three blocks from the hotel. "I'd like to open a new checking account," I tell the banker. "In my name only." "Of course. Is this in addition to a joint account?" "It's in addition to an account that has unauthorized users on it." I keep my voice level. "This one needs to be completely separate. Just my name. Just my access." The banker—her name tag says Patricia—gives me a knowing look. "I understand. Let's make sure this account is properly secured."

I know he has caught a glimpse of some of what is written there. "Please, Mrs. Hodge, this isn't something you should doubt. I'm informing you to let you know that corruption has also entered the banking kingdom. We were paid not to alert you of every money that leaves your account, and I find it unfair, cause a lot has without your permission. Flip to the next page to see the activities that happens every week since the month started. Don't try to know me. I don't want to get into trouble." He finished reading and flipped to the next page.

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Michael's pov - As I sit in my office, surrounded by stacks of files containing the bank details of the writers we've recently signed, my anticipation grows. The time has come to review their information, to assess their financial credibility. I turn to Jack, my colleague and trusted confidant, and request that he bring me the files. "Jack, please show me the bank details files," I say, my voice filled with a mix of excitement and curiosity. Jack nods and retrieves the files, placing them before me on the desk. I eagerly flip through the pages, expecting to find the necessary banking information from each writer. However, my excitement quickly turns to disappointment as I come across Tuberos

"After divorcing Serena, did you suffer a blow and lose your mind? What does that young lady from the Hill family see in a fool like you?" "You think we would believe the lies you're telling?" They looked at Liam as if he were an idiot. Right now, they did not even have the heart to mock him! After all, to them, Liam's words were simply nonsensical. What kind of place is South City Bank! As the largest bank in South City, its original form was a state-owned bank of Huaxia, which only recently reformed into a joint-stock bank! Its financial capital is extremely strong, beyond what ordinary people can imagine.

I stared out the window again. Then finally I replied, "Take me to the bank." A brief silence followed. Umberto turned halfway in his seat, brows furrowed slightly. "The bank?" I looked at him. "Yes. The bank." He held my gaze for a second longer, clearly confused, before facing forward again. Matteo simply nodded. And the rest of the drive continued in silence. **** The moment we stepped out of the car, Umberto moved to my side and followed me inside. The bank was nothing like the regular ones back in New York and I truthfully had no idea how things worked here.

Just then did I recall about nova, in the heat of the moment no one had remembered to search for her or pin her down. I got the report that she felt in a hurry which sounded odd to me, she had left in a hurry without getting paid.. Nova was rumored to never have a Bank account and did all her transactions in person, it was simple she dealt with cash. Her leaving in a hurry sparked the light of curiosity in me, I went over to the security personnel, asked to check through their cameras alone and voila. Indeed I was right, she had poured some type of liquid on Kaden and left in a hurry,

All my investments along with my father’s investments were returned to me because as a rogue I wasn’t allowed to hold stocks or estates in the Autumn pack or any other pack. Joshua tried to convince me time and time again to re-establish the pack-link and stay in the pack like a useless sloth, but I ignored him. Whatever money was left in my possession after paying my debts to Kian, I transferred to the Acountless bank in Xafran. It was Jackson’s idea, and Xafran was the only place where I could open a bank account without sharing any of my personal details with them. As shady as the name of the bank was, it was one of the top safest banks in the world.