Ethan Storm’s Dark Awakening novel Chapter 30

Ethan exhaled as he scanned the balance again—$1.02 billion.

He had more than enough. No one could outbid him.

A surge of relief washed over him, mingled with adrenaline. The Crimson Halo was as good as his.

Then Theo’s voice crackled through the phone again, suddenly more hesitant.

“Sir… there’s one more thing.”

Ethan’s eyes narrowed. “What?”

“In this country, foreign funds are restricted for private auctions like this. You’ll need to use a local account with a certified local banking card.”

Ethan went still.

“What do you mean I can’t use my money?”

“You can, just not directly. You’ll have to transfer the funds into a domestic account first. Otherwise, the auction committee won’t accept your bid.”

Ethan ran a hand down his face. “Jesus. That’s a ridiculous rule.”

“They’re paranoid,” Theo said. “Everything is designed to prevent tracking, laundering, government eyes… you know.”

Ethan gritted his teeth. “Alright. I’ll handle it.” He disconnected the call and dialed his private bank manager.

The line clicked almost immediately. “Mr. Storm! What an honor.”

“I need an urgent transfer to a local account,” Ethan said. “Can you make it happen by tomorrow?”

“Of course! Anything for our Supreme Cardholder. I’ll personally oversee everything. You’ll have access by morning, no delays.”

“And keep it low-profile. I don’t need a reception.”

A pause.

“Well… for protocol, Mr. Storm,” the manager said gently, “we’ll need to welcome you officially. The local chairman insists on treating premium foreign clients like royalty—it’s their way of showing respect.”

Ethan scoffed. “I don’t need theatrics. Just do what you have to.”

“Understood, sir. But… it’s out of my hands. Expect a warm reception.”

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