The secretary thought Mr. Grant's bank card had been stolen. After she finished speaking, she was about to pull out her phone to call the police.
Someone daring enough to steal Mr. Grant's money. Does this bank have no defensive measures for top-tier clients?
Another message came through, and Ethan Grant's eyes lit up even more, a smile spreading across his face, "Is this one too?"
"Yes."
The secretary responded, "I'll report this right away."
"No need," Ethan Grant stopped her. The secretary paused, noticing Ethan was grinning foolishly at his phone.
"Haha!"
He laughed out loud, drawing the attention of everyone in the meeting room. They curiously looked at Ethan, who was laughing like a silly son of a rich landlord. Has Mr. Grant been stimulated by something? Just getting a message from the bank, and he can be this happy!
Of course, he's happy. Ethan Grant threw the card to Serena Sullivan and she accepted it.
