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Hearing that, Fane's heart quivered. He stopped at the bank's entrance and reached out to caress

Selena's pretty face. "Don't worry. I'm back now, and you’ll never suffer anymore. Anyway, your

husband is now someone with social status. I'm also earning 20 million bucks a month now, right?"

Selena's heart was filled with warmth, and a warm smile graced her lips. "It seems that Miss Tanya

didn't lie to you. You really got the job!"

"Yes. They had also arranged a room in the villa for m e. I can live there if I want to, but I think it's more

comfortable to sleep in a room with my wife!"

Fane smiled as he studied the woman before him. Through her, he realized that the world was so

beautiful.

He would be responsible for her life from then on!

"What are you doing here with a big flowery bag? Are you going in there to pick up the mineral water

bottle? Get out of the way!"

A man who was wearing a gold necklace came over.

After that, his eyes traveled down the fair legs under Selena's professional work skirt. He exclaimed

lecherously. "Tsk, tsk! This woman is pretty goodlooking. How come a trash-picker can find such a

beautiful wife?"

Fane gave the guy a cold stare and took Selena straight to the bank.

"F*ck!"

The man also walked into the bank with a wide smile.

Inside, there were already people standing in lines. Many were sitting on chairs, waiting for their turn. NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

"There are too many people here. I don't know how long it'll take to withdraw the money!"

Selena sighed helplessly at the sight of the big crowd.

"It'll be fast!" Fane reassured her.

A female employee at the counter saw Fane coming. She went up to him with a huge grin and

enthusiastically ushered, "Oh, handsome guy, you're here again? Come, come, let’s go into the VIP

room. You and your girlfriend can take a rest there. I'll be serving you immediately!"

"Wait, he’s just a trash picker. Why are you serving someone like him? What’s going on in your bank?

You should be serving me instead. I'm here to take out a hundred thousand!"

The fat guy wearing the gold necklace patted his beer belly and rose his chin slightly, looking all

arrogant.

"I'm the manager here. Even if you’re a VIP, it isn't my responsibility as a manager to serve you!"

The woman's face turned cold. "This brother is our VIP customer; a super VIP who withdrew a million

the last time he was here!" "You weren’t that friendly when I came here the other day," Fane calmly

interjected.

"Hey, it was a misunderstanding. I didn't expect you to be so rich. Do you really want to withdraw 1

million?"

The female manager was flattered. "Dear customer, how much are you taking out this time?" she asked

Fane respectfully.

Fane looked at the bag he was holding. "This bag should be able to hold 2 million in cash, right? I’ll

withdraw 2 million bucks!" 2

The man next to him was dumbfounded. Someone that could take out 2 million in cash must be a rich

second generation.

"Oh, but of course. Please come this way!"

The female manager led the way.

"By the way, I have to correct you. This isn’t my girlfriend; she’s my wife!"

Fane was surprised at the treatment he received. Then, he introduced Selena to the manager.