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Life After Prison by Silencieux novel Chapter 8

Charmaine nodded. “Yeah, I understand, Grandpa. I just didn’t think that someone dressed like that could actually be some sort of prodigious doctor. Logically speaking, someone like him wouldn’t be short of money, right?” 

“Hehe.” Henry chuckled. “Savants like him probably treat this as training!” Severin had piqued his curiosity greatly. 

“Training?” Charmaine’s brows furrowed and she seemed a little puzzled. 

“Training the mind is a form of training too. Great recluses might choose to stay at a city and keep a low-profile. Some savants might already be able to see through many things. Anyway, the thoughts of such reclusive savants aren’t something that ordinary people like us are able to figure out!” 

Henry chuckled, and then said poignantly, “The reason us Longhorns are where we are today is in no small part due to a savant that helped us in the past!” 

Charmaine nodded pensively after hearing that. 

At that moment, Severin had already arrived outside a bank. He frowned when he looked at the purplish-gold bank card that Old Wacko had left to him. “Old Wacko said that there’s a lot of money inside the account, and he doesn’t even know how much there is inside! He also told me that I had to pay a visit to Dracodeus Isle it on the fifteenth of August for destiny or something like that. Well, there’s still over a month to go until then!” 

As Severin’s fingers caressed the Dracodeus Ring that Old Wacko had given to him, his lips curled into a smile and he walked right into the bank. 

“Security! Security! Why isn’t security during their job! How could you let someone with such raggedy clothes in here? Is this the kind of establishment where hobos are allowed in too? Gosh, you can smell the stench of this person’s poverty from a mile away!” 

Severin had taken just a few steps in when a lady wearing lavish jewelry yelled at the security guard with a look of disgust. 

The security guard came over, smiled awkwardly at Severin, and said, “Sir, please leave if you have no business here.” 

Severin’s face soured. He looked at the security guard and shot back, “What nonsense are you talking about? Why would I come in if I don’t have any business here?” 

The security guard looked at the lady and turned to Severin again. He felt as if he had been put in a tight spot as he asked, “What sort of business do have here, then?” 

Severin flashed his bank card and said with a triumphant smile, “I’m here to withdraw some cash!” 

“I see. There’s a self-service ATM over there…” The security guard smiled. 

Severin said in some disdain, “But what if I want to withdraw a hundred thousand? Or two hundred thousand? Will the ATM be able to handle such a huge request? I’m worried there might not be enough money in the ATM.” 

“Pfft, how ridiculous. A hundred thousand? Or two hundred thousand? I’m not sure the account linked to your card has that amount of money!” The lady said sarcastically when she heard of that. 

At the end of her sentence, she looked carefully at the card in Severin’s hand. “What kind of card is that? I’ve never seen something like that before. Is it some membership card you picked up by the side of the road? Oh, I know, you’re probably one of those from the loony bins…” 

“What’s going on here?” It was then that the bank manager came over and casually asked about the situation. 

“Does your bank issue this sort of card? This kid right here is dressed in worn-out clothes, but he says he wants to withdraw several hundred thousand. Does he even have that much money? Hey, everyone! Look here! This fool is trying to pretend as if he’s some big shot by waving around a card he probably picked up from the trash! Why isn’t security chasing this hobo out yet? He’s a damn eyesore!” 

The lady had two bodyguards with her, and her yells were so loud that it drew the attention of almost everyone there. 

Severin, however, was in no mood to entertain her nonsense. He stepped forward, slapped the woman on the face, and said, “My clothes might be a little black here and there, but I’m a million times better than someone with heart as black as yours!” 

The lady was completely caught by surprise, and could not believe that Severin had slapped her. After a while, her chest began heaving due to anger, and she pointed at Severin while saying, “See! That b*stard just slapped me! Damn prick. Don’t you know who I am?” 

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