The First Heir

Philip turned his head to the manager.

The manager was scared out of his mind and kept begging on the floor, “Young Master Clarke, I didn’t touch the madam. Don’t break my hand, I beg you!”

Philip waved his hand and said, “Don’t be nervous. I didn’t say I was going to break your hand. Let me ask you, when my wife came here just now, what did she do that made you want to arrest her?”

The manager shivered and said, “T-The madam wanted to withdraw all the money in the card.”

Philip nodded and said, “Oh, what are you waiting for, then? Get the money.”

Get the money?

The manager was taken aback when he heard this, and then he was overjoyed.

Could this be the end of this matter?

Was Young Master Clarke not going to blame him anymore?

He hurriedly said, “Yes, Young Master Clarke. I’ll get it done right away.”

order? Hurry up and get the money for me! Withdraw all the

tellers displayed looks

have so much cash

but one billion. At most, a bank would hold tens of millions of cash. A large international bank like this might hold up to 200 to 300 million but hardly much more

more. How could they have one

so many branches

given the order, the tellers had no choice but to

and cruel treatment given by Mr. Clarke to the security guard just now, these people no longer dared to say anything. One after another,

an hour

or eight cash transport trucks full of banknotes arrived at the entrance of

security staff to disperse all the irrelevant people and clear the entire branch hall. They dedicated the area

from seven or eight trucks was added to the cash from the bank Large piles of cash were moved into the hall, and the piles

on Wynn’ 8 card, a total of 1,008,650,000

standing beside Philip. She watched as the cash piled up like a mountain in the bank. She

the lobby of the entire international bank with hardly any space for someone to stand

the money and said to Philip flatteringly, “Young Master Clarke, the money is all here now. What are your orders? The cash transport trucks are all parked outside. Just let me know where

efficiency is not bad. Bring

“Yes, Young Master Clarke.”