By now, it was already 5:30 PM. and most banks had long since closed.

Only the Harmonfield branch of SunEast Development Bank remained open, with the staff in position, waiting for Robin's massive 3.8 billion cash delivery to arrive for processing.

Yet, the staff-unhappy about the unexpected overtime were growing impatient.

"It's past closing time," one muttered, "Is he really bringing in 3.8 billion cash?"

"Who knows another replied. He's just sitting there, not moving."

"Do you really believe it? That's 3.8 billion cash! That's a ridiculous amount," a third employee scoffed. "Even Brookhaven's wealthiest man, Carson, couldn't pull that together so quickly."

"Did you notice.how young he looks?" added someone else. "Does he seem like a guy who could bring that kind of cash?"@@novelbin@@

"Why did Mr. Stone have us work late for this? Surely we could've refused such an outrageous request," someone complained.

"No, we couldn't. Big transactions require special VIP treatment. Mr. Stone has no choice.

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