Ex-husband Unmasked He’s a Billionaire?

"Sir, what service do you need?" the teller at window 3 asked.

"I'd like to withdraw some money and also get a new card to transfer the funds into," Cameron responded.

"Okay, sir. How much would you like to withdraw?"

"Ten billion dollars."Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

"Ten billion?" The teller was momentarily stunned.

"Sir, are you really requesting to withdraw ten billion?" she asked again for confirmation.

"Yes," Cameron nodded.

"Do you have an appointment?"

"No."

"I'm sorry, sir, but without an appointment, our bank cannot process such a transaction," the teller politely declined.

Not to mention the lack of an appointment, handling such a significant transaction wasn't feasible on short notice. Judging by Cameron's plain clothes, she doubted whether he could even have ten thousand. She wondered if Cameron was delusional.

The teller was skeptical.

Standing not far away, Hayley had overheard Cameron's conversation with the teller. She felt that Cameron was definitely just a show-off!

"Ha," she scoffed coldly.

Cameron paid no heed. He pulled a premium credit card with gold trim from his pocket and handed it to the teller.

"What is this?" The teller's pupils dilated in shock.

Working at the main branch of Andura Bank, she was well-acquainted with the various types of bank cards. This one looked just like a deluxe credit card. An ordinary premium credit card alone required extremely high qualifications to obtain, but a deluxe credit card was exceedingly rare!

Only a handful of people in the country qualified to own such a card.

"Please enter your PIN," the teller instructed, placing the card in the slot.

Her hands could be seen trembling.

Cameron casually typed in his PIN.

The teller glimpsed the account balance and was dumbfounded

Tens, hundreds, thousands,

millions... billions, trillions... Dwas

beyond her comprehension

"Sir, is this card really yours?" she couldn't help but ask as she was overwhelmed by shock.

"Of course," Cameron replied.

"Do you know how much money you have in this account?"

"Not sure, I haven't checked," Cameron shook his head.

The teller inhaled sharply, realizing there might be more to this situation.

"Sir, please hold on a moment while I consult with the branch manager," she said, then rushed to the manager's office to explain the situation.

"Is this true?" Richard Graham stood up from his seat immediately.

"Of course, Mr. Graham! He gave me a deluxe credit card! The account balance is in the tens of billions!" The teller spoke with profound astonishment. "What does this young man look like?" Richard asked excitedly.

"He's about 6 feet tall. He looked handsome and seemed to be in his mid-twenties. But dressed very simply, like street clothes, and he said..."

"And what?"

"And he said he doesn't know how much money he has in the card..."

"He doesn't know?" Richard furrowed his brows.

His excitement had slowly turned into a calm deliberation. Not only was owning a deluxe credit card at such a young age highly unusual, but not knowing the account

balance was even more suspicious.

He felt that this card couldn't possibly belong to him. He believed Cameron likely had either found it by chance or stolen it, then cracked the PIN. Whatever the case, impersonating the owner of a deluxe credit card was a serious crime.

Richard exhaled deeply, "Call the

.net

police immediately and have security detain that young man I'll go over there myself to inquire about

the origins of the deluxe card."

"Yes, Mr. Graham!"