Summon of The Sword novel Chapter 110

If not for his guest, he would have called this teller an idiot!

Is…is this about money?

How could one obtain the supreme black card with money?

It was no exaggeration to say that the power represented by this card was indescribably terrifying.

River City Bank was nothing compared to this power.

As long as Sean wanted to, River City Bank would close immediately with a word from him.

Otherwise, why would Mr. Madrid be so polite to Sean?

No matter how rich Sean was, he would never give Mr. Madrid a cent. Why should he be so respectful towards Sean?

He was not afraid that Sean was rich, but of what the card represented.

However, due to his lack of status, he was naturally not qualified to comment on such matters.

The teller was scolded harshly. Even though she was still unhappy, she maintained her silence.

However, she was still thinking that Sean's card was from another bank.

His money had been deposited at another bank, and River City Bank did not receive any benefits.

It was unnecessary for Mr. Madrid to be so polite to Sean.

Mr. Madrid glanced at the teller and snorted internally. What a shortsighted person.

"Mr. Lennon, I will definitely punish her. Please don't take it to heart.

“If there's anything, let's talk in my office.

“I happen to have some good West Lake breakfast tea, so I invite you to taste it."

Mr. Madrid lowered his head and looked humble.

"I won't drink the tea.

“I want all the money inside.

“In cash, now."

Sean slammed the bank card onto the table.

Mr. Madrid was dumbfounded.

The supreme black card was a super card that could only be owned by a billionaire.

Sean actually said to withdraw them all out?

Not to mention they were a subsidiary bank, even if the dozens of subsidiary banks in River City were added together, they would not be able to gather enough at once!

However, Sean had the black card, so Mr. Madrid had no courage to refuse.

Unless they did not want to work in the financial industry anymore.

"Oh, right, please ask her to help me."

Sean paused and pointed at the teller with his chin.

The people in the surrounding hall remained silent.

Why was Sean's cash so loaded with money, even more than five million dollars?

"Mr. Lennon, don't be rash. This is bad on our part...

"We're willing to accept punishment, but please don't make things difficult for us."

Mr. Madrid's face turned pale as he pleaded.

"If people don't attack me, I won't attack them.

"Money, now."

Sean was too lazy to explain.