Life at the Top

The terrifying nine-digit balance had both Dalton and his colleague’s hearts skipping a beat.

Dalton pinched his thigh harshly to confirm that he had read the number right and was not hallucinating.

Frankly speaking, no matter where a person was, a nine-digit balance in someone’s bank account was enough to shock anyone.

Dalton felt his throat dry up and his scalp grow numb.

He could claim that the number was fake if Jasper had brought his own machine, but this was a machine Dalton brought from the company and it was made to check the balance in a customer’s card. There was no way it would be wrong.

That meant the balance in the card was true!

This was money that he could withdraw at any time!

Looking up at Jasper again, Dalton did not dare to be disrespectful at all. Trembling, Dalton was lost for words.

“Are you done checking?” Jasper asked.

“Ye-Yes.” Dalton immediately became alert and quickly replied, politely handing the debit card to Jasper with both hands.

The large change in attitude was because they knew, from the balance in his bank account, that this person of Somer descent was not someone they could afford to offend.

Dalton began to sweat abnormally. While he fumbled for words, Jasper continued to speak.

“I’m a little short on time right now as I have an important meeting in a few minutes, so let’s get the procedures dealt with quick and concisely.”

Dalton was so moved by Jasper’s words he could almost cry. “Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Laine. Let me first introduce the latest G500 to you.

private plane manufactured

airborne, which is 0.8 times the speed of sound. This is the

I meant by quick was to sign the contract right away. I don’t need

turned to look at his

had come in contact with quite a few

people with cars, as this was a purchase

time Dalton and his colleague

wrong?”

down on him, for he had made them wait aimlessly for about five hours. Even the most patient man had his limits and Jasper would not be calculative about this

so easily stunned

quickly pulled out a document and was about to pass

at first glance when he arrived at the executive lounge. While he had

Mr. Laine. I’m Doyle, Mr. Benett’s personal life assistant. We’ve spoken on

Mr. Doyle, but it seems like I’ll have to make you wait

you Mr. Doyle?” An extremely excited

Dalton and his colleague looking at

when we went to do maintenance for Mr. Benett’s private plane early last year. How is Mr. Benett

voice trembled in

seemed to be used to such scenes. He gave a small smile and replied politely, “He’s doing quite well. He still drinks

perhaps here to invite

and asked, “Are you planning

lot in the future, it’d be more convenient to

and Mr. Benett is one of their shareholders. I’m sure Mr.

Doyle spoke enthusiastically.

alright, I’m already signing the contract