Chapter 69

Samuel curled up on the couch in the living room. This woman sure was quick to change her demeanor, he thought. They were talking about the bed—how did he end up there? Women were such tigresses. The next day, Samuel went to the bank after he dropped Yvonne at her office. It was not easy for him to get a queue number. By the time it was his turn, he was simply told that he needed to make an appointment if he wanted to withdraw two hundred thousand bucks in cash. The young woman over the counter looked at the credit card in his hand and shook her head. She did not know which cave this man crawled from. How could he not know such a simple thing? “I won’t need an appointment if I have this card, right?” Samuel said. He was trying to keep a low profile by not heading straight to the VIP room. He never expected to be treated so disdainfully by a teller. “Does your card give you special privileges?” the young woman said, smiling. She had never seen a card like the one in the man’s fingers fo