The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Be a True Tycoon! novel Chapter 453

Chapter 453: Chapter 453: What is there that our esteemed VIP cannot see?

The man heard that his deposit had turned into insurance, and he was furious again.

"Impossible! My dad never buys any kind of financial insurance! Did your bank trick him?! You’re just a den of liars! That was all my dad’s money!"

"Mr. Li, you need to provide evidence when you accuse someone. All our bank’s procedures are legal and legitimate. It was your father who wanted high interest and opted for financial insurance after consulting with us. This money definitely can’t be withdrawn now."

"I don’t believe it! My dad never bought such a thing!"

"Mr. Li, you are not your father. How do you know he didn’t buy it? Did he tell you personally that he hadn’t bought any? No, right?"

The young teller became more and more excited as he spoke, not noticing Mr. Li’s face getting darker, almost to the point of explosion.

Scarlett Jennings glanced at the man’s face, a thought occurred to her, and she signaled Amber Livingston with a look.

Amber: ???

Seeing Amber’s bewildered and confused expression, Scarlett simply stepped forward,

"There are so many people here in the lobby. Is there a conference room or somewhere like that where we can talk?"

The police officer, reminded, immediately signaled the bank manager to resolve it in a conference room and dispersed the onlookers, but Mr. Li was still reluctant.

Scarlett Jennings just said one sentence to him, and the man looked at Scarlett somewhat surprised, then agreed and followed into the conference room.

A few people involved went in with the police officer, and Scarlett Jennings followed them inside. Amber and the cameraman were about to enter, but Scarlett stopped them with a raised hand.

"The conference room is small and can’t fit so many people."

Saying this, she signaled Amber again with a look.

This time, Amber finally got her meaning and turned to stop the two cameramen, "Master Jennings is right, the conference room is small, let’s wait outside for now."

The audience in the live broadcast room immediately became unhappy upon hearing this.

[Why can’t us honorable VIPs see this?!]

[Quick, get inside, I want to see the cutie!]

The two cameramen vaguely felt that something was off, while Amber was already busy calming the audience in front of the camera.

Halfway through the reassurance, a sudden scream came from the conference room.

"Aah...gu..."

Afterward, the sounds inside seemed to be suddenly muted.

The audience in the live broadcast room, agitated by the noise, frantically shouted for the cameramen to rush inside again. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

The cameramen wanted to go in and film, but the little Master Jennings was blocking them, making it difficult for them to break in.

Look, even the microphone has been turned off!

Several people, along with the audience in the live broadcast room, waited anxiously outside. Fortunately, it wasn’t long before the conference room door was opened again.

The first out was the young teller, looking pale, supported by a police officer, and the bank manager, followed by Scarlett Jennings and Mr. Li at the back.

Mr. Li’s eyes were red, but they were filled with gratitude as he looked at Scarlett Jennings.

Soon, the bank manager carefully spoke to Mr. Li,

"Mr. Li, I’ll immediately arrange for someone to go through a special procedure for withdrawal. How about you call someone to bring your father back home first? It’s so hot outside, don’t let the old man... uh, get freezer burned."

The audience heard the bank manager’s self-contradictory statement, becoming even more curious, and they kept asking in the live broadcast room what had happened.

Fortunately, Scarlett Jennings had no intention of hiding anything, and seeing the bullet comments going wild with curiosity, she explained,

"Nothing much, I brought the concerned party over to confront the teller face to face. After they talked, the bank admitted their mistake, and the matter was resolved satisfactorily. Both parties are very happy."

The live broadcast room audience: ...

You might have some misunderstanding about the word "happy?"

At least that young teller didn’t seem very happy.

But what kind of party could scare someone so their face turned white?

[Wow! What kind of party?! Are you talking about a ghost party?!]

[Ah, she secretly summoned a ghost behind our backs!!]

[What do you mean? Can’t us noble VIPs even watch a ghost summoning? Are you treating us as outsiders?!]