The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes) novel Chapter 2072

The manager chastised, “Tell the truth! Did you steal this card from a customer when you were working in an entertainment center? Entertainers like you sell your bodies and betray your souls just because you have some looks. You even stoop as low as to steal things! You’re simply lawless! Tell me, who did you steal this card from? If you don’t, I’ll beat you until you tell the truth and send you to the Clarke family on Arcadia Island so they can teach you a lesson!”

“Cut the crap! Who’s an entertainer? Why are you saying that I stole this card? This is my card! Let go of me now!”

Wynn was extremely aggrieved.

Entertainer?

Stealing?

Ever since she was young, she had never been slandered like this!

This issue that involved moral character was the most sensitive topic for people like her!

“Let me go! I’m not a thief!” Wynn could not hold back any longer and struggled desperately!

“Behave yourself!”

To show his professionalism in front of his superior, a security officer pulled Wynn over and slapped her.

Smack!

This slap left five bright red fingerprints on Wynn’s fair and delicate face.

Wynn cried. She looked at the few people in front of her aggrievedly and sobbed. “You guys are bullies!”

The bank manager scoffed and said impatiently, “Drop your pretenses. What bullies? We’re catching crooks and doing justice! Do you know what card this is? This is the Gold Island Card of the Clarke family with a cash balance of one billion!”

‘One billion?’

Wynn shuddered all over after hearing this. In the card Philip gave her, Wynn thought there would be a few million in it at most.

She never expected a billion!

That was a member of the Clarke family on Arcadia Island. The owner of the streets!

Perhaps if he said something, the manager would become the head of the bank. With that in mind, the manager almost burst out laughing.

He coughed lightly, calmed his excitement, and said to Wynn, “What do you have to say now?”

Wynn’s tears dripped, and her beautiful delicate lips pouted so aggrievedly. “I want to make a call. I can prove that this card is mine.”

“Do you have a way to prove it?”

The manager said, “How are you going to prove it? Who do you want to call?”

Wynn said pitifully, “I’ll call my husband.”