Chapter 2 You're Not Qualified To Do Business With Me

• "Are you still strong enough to come back, loser? Well, if you apologize to me a couple of times, I might consider lending you the money, especially since I've slept with your girlfriend." Paul lit a cigarette, his face still displaying contempt. "Yvonne and I aren't going to classes today. Make sure you answer for us when Cruel Spinster calls the roll later!"
• Dwayne didn't respond. He held the kitchen knife tightly in his hand, remaining silent. He had been dating Yvonne for two years, but they had only held hands. However, her promiscuous behavior with Paul made it clear that this was not her first time. In fact, she seemed experienced.
• Paul's face twisted in displeasure. He warned fiercely, "What are you looking at, Dwayne?! Come on, Yvonne, tell him to leave!"
• "Get out of here, Dwayne. We're done!" said Yvonne.
• Only then did Dwayne snap back to reality. He asked bitterly, "Why? Is it because of Felix? I have money now! His illness can be—"
• "Felix? You idiot, do you actually think I have a brother?" Yvonne picked up a shirt and casually draped it around her shoulders. She mocked, "Dwayne, do you want me to be honest with you? I never had a younger brother. As for the money you've given me for Felix's medical treatment over the past two years, I've spent it all on hotel rooms with Paul! The whole university knows that you're attending on a loan. If you're already struggling so much just to get through university, then what about your future? Do you expect me to spend my life with a poor loser like you? Can you make me happy?" She continued, "You live like a dog every single day! Just seeing you fills me with disgust. You're not a child anymore, so why don't you take a good look at yourself? Are you even good enough for me?" The scorn on her face grew more pronounced as she spoke. "You don't seriously think that love is all we need, do you?"
• Dwayne stared coldly at her and Paul. "Money! It's all about money! Is money the only thing that matters?"
• "Of course it is! How else do you expect to live without money?" Yvonne snorted. "Look at you! You look so pathetic right now. I can even imagine what you'll look like in ten years!"
• Dressed only in a pair of boxers, Paul put his arms around Yvonne. "You loser! I can't believe you never touched Yvonne despite dating her for half a year. Well, I have to thank you for that! She can do all sorts of things in bed… By the way, I slept with Cindy while you were dating her, and now I'm sleeping with Yvonne while you're dating her. It seems like fate does bring us together in a way, doesn't it?" he taunted. "Now hurry up and get out of here! Who do you think you're scaring with that kitchen knife? Use it on me if you dare, and we'll see who wins! Humph!"
• "Oh, stop it, honey…" Yvonne coyly snuggled against his chest.
• Dwayne's face was sullen. Paul, you animal! Weren't you acting so arrogant earlier because you came from a wealthy family? Now that my family's restrictions on me are lifted, I'd like to see the look on your face when you learn that I have an allowance of 1 billion! And Yvonne, you betrayed me! You got swayed by Paul's money and strung me along for two full years! I wonder if you'll burst into tears when you learn that you missed out on the son of the world's richest man and the wealthiest family on earth!
• Life is short, so it's important to enjoy it while you can! Especially now that I'm no longer restricted by my family, I can choose from countless attractive women and celebrities. Why should I care about someone like Yvonne? With this thought in mind, he glanced at the adulterous couple before him and walked away.
• "Dwayne North! Come back here! What's that look in your eyes?!" shouted Paul.
• Dwayne paused, asking indifferently, "Is there anything else?"
• "Did you hear what I said earlier? You're going to answer the roll call for Yvonne and me in today's classes! We have to continue where we left off!" demanded Paul with a sneer. "By the way, go out and buy me two packs of birth control pills. Did you hear that? I'm not telling you to buy condoms; I'm telling you to buy birth control pills!"
• Yvonne instantly turned red in bed. She bashfully buried her head in Paul's chest, exposing a significant part of her backside in front of Dwayne.
• Dwayne looked at her calmly, but his heart skipped a beat for no reason. Yvonne White, is this how you're demeaning yourself? You weren't like this when we were dating! Does money really have such power? His eyes flickered as he seemed to come up with an idea. He nodded and replied, "Okay!"
• Paul had no idea what Dwayne was planning. He impatiently waved his hand and urged, "Come back as soon as you're done!"
• Yvonne, on the other hand, raised her head from his chest to look at Dwayne with disdain. Look at this loser. He's just a wimp! I'm glad I dumped him and chose Paul instead!
• …
• Dwayne stood calmly at the entrance of Elysium Bank. How can Paul have the audacity to flaunt his meager wealth? Once I withdraw my money, I can easily put that animal in his place!
• Elysium Bank was a globally renowned mega bank with branches in hundreds of countries. All the famous millionaires around the world used its services, and some influential figures even took pride in having an Elysium Bank Credit Card. After all, not everyone could do business with Elysium Bank!
• The bank was much larger than other well-known banks in the country, and its interior was magnificent. The staff members were dressed in professional uniforms, with well-proportioned figures and gentle smiles, making customers feel at ease.
• As soon as Dwayne entered the bank, he was approached by someone. "Hello, sir. Are you here to do business with our bank?" a woman dressed in a professional uniform politely asked, blocking his path.
• "Yes, that's correct!" Dwayne nodded.
• The woman glanced at him from head to toe before her tone turned cold. "Sir, in order to become a customer of our bank, one must possess a certain amount of assets. I'm afraid..." This man is not dressed in clothing worth more than 15 dollars. How can he be wealthy?
• Dwayne quickly glanced at the name tag on her chest. It read, 'Deborah Sharp, Lobby Personnel.'
• Deborah's face showed a hint of anger when she noticed his gaze on her chest. What a poorly dressed and lecherous man!
• Ignoring her angry expression, Dwayne casually surveyed his surroundings. When he saw the sign that read 'VIP Customer Service Area,' he headed in that direction.
• Deborah hurriedly caught up to him and stood in front of him. There was already impatience in her voice. "Sir, please do not interfere with our work, or I will have to call the security guards!"
• Just then, a middle-aged man approached.
• Upon seeing the man, Deborah immediately went up to him with a smile. "You're here, Mr. Slater!"
• "Yes, indeed!" The middle-aged man nodded before noticing Dwayne standing nearby. He deliberately remarked, "Miss Sharp, how can just anyone be allowed into Elysium Bank? It's truly a shame to conduct business in the bank with someone like this!"
• "Please rest assured, Mr. Slater. I will have someone remove him right away!" Jack Slater was Deborah's client, so naturally, she did not want to displease him. Turning to look at Dwayne, she said fiercely, "Why are you still here? Do you want me to call the security guards to throw you out?"
• Dwayne snorted. "You are not qualified to do business with me!" I respect those who treat me with respect. But if you think I am an easy target for bullying, then you are mistaken! After saying that, he confidently walked towards a room in the corner of the lobby. A gilded sign hung above the room, which read 'VIP Customer Service Area.'
• "You brat! Hey, stop right there!" Deborah was both shocked and angry. She turned her head and was about to call the security guards, only to see Dwayne heading towards the VIP Customer Service Area. Inside the area were the bank's top executives, who specialized in serving customers of high status. If my superiors see a troublemaker who is poorly dressed manage to enter the VIP Customer Service Area, I will be punished for it! She quickly followed Dwayne in her high heels.
• However, Dwayne walked unusually fast. By the time she had taken a few steps, he had already pushed open the glass door and entered.
• As a lobby personnel, Deborah had no authority to enter the area, so she could only stand outside anxiously. "How can there be such an annoying person!" Fearing repercussions from her superiors, she stomped her high heels loudly, her beautiful eyes scrunched up in a scowl.
• "Don't worry, Miss Sharp. If your superior questions you about this, I will vouch for you!" said Jack Slater, confidently patting his chest while ogling her ample bosom.
• "Thank you so much, Mr. Slater..." Despite Jack's assurance, Deborah still felt uneasy. She anxiously glanced at the VIP Customer Service Area, becoming increasingly worried when she saw that Dwayne had not come out for a while.