Chapter 93

Ever since Fabian Winter, the bank director, saw the figure in Severin's bank account, he had been suffering from insomnia. 'That amount of money! How could a person be able to save that amount of money?' he thought. It would be wonderful if he could keep a good relationship and connection with that man. The bad part was the man did not contact him even once after he gave the man his name card. While he was dozing off out of boredom in his office, his phone rang abruptly. It was an unknown number. He rejected the call immediately because he disliked having spammer call him. However, the same phone number was calling him again within a few seconds. Fabian answered the call. "Hello? Who is this? I'm not interested in taking a loan or planning to renovate and I don't…" Before he could finish his sentence, Severin sounded panicked. "Mister Fabian. I have a favor to ask. I'm Severin Feuillet." "Severin Feuillet? Who are you? Hmm, I don't remember your name. Do I know you?" Fabian tried