Dauntless God Of War

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“Uh... What happened, Mr. Jack? How can you just leave like that? Don't go!”

Harvey was confused by Jack's words. After standing rooted in his spot for a moment, he hurriedly chased after the latter to figure things out.

The staff who brought in the coffee immediately placed the drinks aside and blocked Harvey.

“Mr. Turner, our branch manager is unavailable to attend to you as he's swamped with work. Moreover, as mentioned earlier, we only trust Ms. Turner when it comes to Turner Corporation. Hence, please leave.”

Before Harvey could say anything more, he was chased out by the security guard. Consequently, his materials were scattered all over the floor.

“What... the f*ck is going on? This bank only acknowledges that b*tch, Isabella?”

He got up from the floor with a dark face. At that moment, many nosy onlookers were already surrounding him.

“What are you looking at? Haven't you seen someone being chased out by the bank before? Scram!”

After finishing his sentence, Harvey acted as though he was about to hit those people who were softly discussing among themselves. Then, he pushed the crowd aside and left Eastern Bank furiously.

Back at the Turner residence, Bradley jumped out of his seat when he heard about the incident from his son. “What? Eastern Bank only acknowledges Isabella?” he asked in disbelief.

Eastern Bank is an internationally recognized bank. How could they do such an outrageous thing? Not to mention, it was the branch manager himself who did it!

“It's true. Look at the injury on my arm. It was caused when the security guard chased me out.”

Harvey instantly pulled up his sleeves when he noticed his father's skepticism, revealing a large patch of peeled skin.

“If that's the case, we've really got a problem now!” Bradley finally believed Harvey after seeing the injury on the latter's arm.

“What should we do now, Dad? Getting this massive order is pointless if the bank doesn't allow extension,” Harvey asked in a panic, his expression helpless.

“What else can we do? Now, we can only bring your Uncle Benson and his family back to settle the bank loan first. Get ready and follow me to your uncle's house to escort them!” Bradley answered in resignation.

“Dad, you're going to escort them personally? Won't you be humiliating yourself this way?” queried Harvey with a peculiar look.

Back then, it was the two of them who suggested chasing Benson's family out of the house. Yet, now, it was also them who would be escorting the family back.

Won't we simply be making a fool of ourselves?

Bradley's face turned red in embarrassment at his son's questions.