Black Card

After Jack got into the elevator, his thoughts were still out of place. And this, was noticed by Sabrina. But, she didn't say a word. Though, this didn't imply that she wasn't curious about it.

This was the first time that she'd seen him have such a change in expression. Not even the Prince and Princess palace made him have such a drastic change. Although he was pleased by the mansions when she was showing him around, she didn't see him smiling happily.

But, what made her curious the most was that, the reaction of the both of them were the same. They stopped so as they could stare at the other. According to what she could see, the two of them had to have a history in the very least.

According to the way none of them was angry nor was happy, then, something that had happened before had to be something ambiguous in that they didn't know whether to be angry or to be happy about it.

As her thoughts took her further and further, they arrived at the top floor of the seven-storey building. Of course, the elevator had stopped at some floors to let out those that were going to that specific floor.

(Seventh floor!)

The sound of the elevator's sound system brought the duo out of their thoughts. They were the only ones left in the elevator at that moment.

As they stepped out of the elevator, they were greeted by the setting that was quite uncommon.

There was an open space and a lobby. At the very end of it, there was a desk where there was a lady who seemed to be in her mid twenties. In front of the desk was a plaque that had the words 'secretary' written on.

Behind her, there was a door that led to an office. The door was currently closed. Besides that, there was nothing else that they could see other than the normal decorations and the water dispenser.

After reaching the front desk, Jack went straight to the point, "Hello, I would like to upgrade my card."

As he said that, he took out his card and handed it over to the lady behind the desk. The lady looked at the card before shifting her attention back to Jack.

Jack's clothing had no brand at all. This implied that the clothes that he was wearing were from stalls. Although she was skeptical about it, she decided to confirm first. After all, these rich people had different tastes.

As for the lady beside him, although she was having branded clothes, they weren't that expensive. This indicated that she wasn't that rich. But, what made her take Jack somehow serious was the fact that the lady that was wearing branded clothes was respectful to him just from her expression.

After typing on her computer's keyboard for a while, she asked for Jack's ID. After taking it, she continued typing down without saying another word.

After a minute or so, she raised her head as she stared at Jack incredulously. This was the first time that she was seeing such a long string of numbers in a normal bank card. (Credit card of course)

"Is there something wrong?" Jack asked after seeing that the lady was simply staring and saying nothing else.

Sabrina stifled her chuckling after seeing the secretary's expression. She knew how shocking this was. After all, this was 100 million dollars in liquidity. Such a huge amount of money would usually be found in VIP level cards.

But, here it was. In the lowest level card found in the Flyers bank.

"Ahem, I'm sorry for that," the secretary apologized quickly as her attitude shifted almost a hundred and eighty degrees. She was now more respectful to Jack than before.

"I'll complete the procedures in a minute or so. Please, you can fill this form while I inform the manager about this." She said as she handed a form to Jack.

Jack received the form before retreating to the lobby area of the floor. Taking the pen that was on the table, he removed the cap before he began filling in the details on the form.

As he was filling the form, the secretary rushed into the office behind her desk. She even forgot about the etiquette of knocking before entering.

Inside the gigantic office, there was a luxurious desk, two chairs in front of it and another behind it where a man was seated on it. Behind the desk, there was another door leading to another room.

As soon as the man heard the door opening and the rushing sound of footsteps, he raised his head that was currently staring fixedly on the computer screen. He frowned upon seeing the agitated secretary.

"What's wrong Ms. Ivy?" He asked with a deep voice that was laced with discontent.

Upon hearing the voice and the tone, the secretary, Ivy realized her mistake. She quickly apologized, "I'm sorry Mr. Haman. I was quite agitated there that I forgot about my etiquette."

Haman was a man in his late forties, nearing his fifties. But, one could already see that there were small streaks of grey hair in his short black hair that was combed backwards. His aura was authoritative. He was someone that was used to being in power.

He asked, "Calm down and tell me what's wrong."

"Mr. Haman, there's a youth out there with a bank card that has over 100 million dollars deposit." She replied hastily, making sure to emphasize on the word 'a 100 million '.

"What's there to be so agitated about? It's just a million, how many millions are deposited daily?" Haman casually waved his hand as he returned his gaze to the screen.

Ivy was stunned speechless. She then wondered to herself, 'Have I not stressed the word 'million' enough? Or, is the manager not paying attention?'

Just as she was about to correct him, Haman's expression changed drastically as the words that Ivy had just said finally registered themselves in his mind. He jumped into his feet scaring Ivy silly.

This was the second time that Haman had reacted out of his normal. The first time wasn't that long, just about five or so minutes before when that lady and her assistant came in. They were from a big background. So, for them to actually visit their branch here, it was an honor to them.

Now, here was another person that caused such a big reaction from the manager. She wondered to herself, what day it was.

After thinking things through, it was Saturday. On this day, there were a few people that visited the bank or, most of those that visited weren't big clients. Although it could be said that the bank was quite full, that was only on the lower floor, where those with normal accounts received services.

Haman got from behind his desk and grabbed Ivy by her shoulders before shaking her while asking, "Where is he? Why haven't you welcomed him inside? Go and bring him in- No, I'll go and greet him myself."

The volley of questions gave Ivy no time to react before Haman dashed out of the office. Ivy was lost in thoughts for a moment, thinking about how her boss had lost his composure. Then, she hurriedly followed him out.

….

After filling the form, Jack was just about to place it on the counter when the office door swung open and a man in his late forties rushed out hurriedly.

He looked around, completely ignoring Jack and Sabrina. He frowned. He was just about to talk when Ivy rushed out from the wide open door.

"Where's he?" Agitatedly, Haman asked Ivy.

Ivy was stunned again. Then, she shifted her gaze towards Jack who was looking at them blankly. But, she didn't speak a word.

Her reaction caused Haman to frown. But, he followed her gaze and turned towards Jack. Just from the expression on her face as she looked at Jack, he could tell that it was Jack who had such a balance.

But, this had stunned him. He was expecting to see a middle aged man like him or maybe an old man. Who knew that the super rich person was a young man. (Of course, super rich for Inchoate City.)

His expression changed to that of slight embarrassment as he strode towards Jack. He had just ignored Jack not long ago.

After reaching before Jack, he stretched his hand out for a handshake while introducing himself, "Hello, I'm Haman Biko, the manager of Flyers bank, Inchoate city branch."

"Hello," Jack shook his hand and replied simply.

"Ahem," Haman knew that this was due to his previous attitude when he was trying to find the super rich middle aged or old man. He'd completely forgotten that Ivy had said that there was a youth out there. It was only now that her words were fully registering into his mind after being stirred by the word 100 million.

"Mr…" He was just about to invite Jack into the office when he remembered that he didn't know Jack's name. So, he could only awkwardly stammer as he looked at Jack.

Jack shook his head helplessly as he introduced himself, "You can call me Jack."

"Yes, Mr. Jack. Please, welcome into my office and have a cup of tea or coffee." He said this while eyeing Ivy. Ivy immediately understood what he meant and was ready to begin preparing both so that Jack could choose.

"Okay," Jack nodded before turning his gaze towards Sabrina who was still seated on the sofa in the lobby area. "Come with me."

Sabrina was at first stunned before she got ecstatic. She knew that no matter what, she wasn't qualified to enter the manager's office of Flyers bank. But now, Jack was giving her a chance.

So, she quickly nodded and followed them into the office.

Jack observed the simple but elegant furnishing of the office and nodded to himself in appreciation.

After sitting on the chair alongside Sabrina – who sat only after Jack sat down – Jack went into business.

"I'd like to upgrade the level of my bank card, after which, I'd like to do a transfer." Jack said.

Upon seeing that Jack was such a straightforward person, Haman didn't try flattering him and nodded before he began typing in Jack's details on the form on his computer's keyboard.

"According to the amount of money in your account, you have the right to claim a black card from our bank."