Chapter 26
"Why? He's my husband. What's wrong with bringing him along?"
"My superior doesn't like having other people present when discussing business."
However, Isabelle insisted that Kane accompany her.
"Alright, let me make a call to ask for permission."
Vivian stepped aside to call her manager for approval.
After a moment, she came back over with a smile. "He's in a good mood today. Follow me to the office."
Led by Vivian, Kane and Isabelle entered an office.
The manager inside the office was none other than Winford!
He had been lazily leaning back in his chair, half asleep, but upon seeing Isabelle, he suddenly sat up straight.
Isabelle was absolutely gorgeous!
He had never seen such a beautiful woman!
Yesterday, Vivian had sent him Isabelle's photo, and he thought she was pretty, but seeing her in person, he realized Isabelle was even more beautiful than in the picture!
His greedy gaze brazenly swept over every inch of Isabelle's body.
Isabelle noticed Winford's stare and frowned, but for the sake of getting the loan, she held back.
But Kane couldn't hold back. "Had a good look? If you keep staring, I'll gouge your eyes out!"
"You dare threaten me?"
Winford showed a hint of disdain. "Who the hell do you think you are!"
"What am I?"
Kane suddenly clenched his fists, the sound of his knuckles cracking instantly filled the air, his whole body radiating killing intent.
Winford was startled!
"Kane, forget it."
Isabelle held Kane back. "We're here to apply for a loan."
Only then did Kane back down.
"Mr. Beckett, hello, my name is Isabelle. I'd like to apply for a five million dollar loan," Isabelle said quickly.
Winford narrowed his eyes, speaking casually. "A five million dollar loan is nothing to me. Usually, the loans I handle are at least thirty million dollars!"
"Five million doesn't even require a higher-up's signature."
"Thank you so much for your help!"
Isabelle's heart lifted with joy as she quickly expressed her gratitude.
Winford licked his lips, leering at her. "However, if you want me to help with the loan, you need to spend a night with me!"
Kane's pupils contracted, a flash of murderous intent in his eyes!
"What?"
Isabelle suddenly turned to Vivian. "Vivian, what's going on?"
"You want a five million dollar loan, naturally you need to give something in return. Otherwise, who would just give you a loan for nothing?"
Vivian shrugged.
She turned and sat in Winford's lap.
She had been involved with Winford for a while now, and introducing Isabelle was just to please him.
In college, she appeared to be good friends with Isabelle, but was actually very jealous of her.
After Isabelle came to her for help, she immediately sent Isabelle's photo to Winford.
Using the object of her jealousy as a stepping stone for promotion felt great!
Isabelle said angrily, "I thought of you as a friend. How could you do this to me?"
"You thought I really considered you a friend?"
Vivian sneered. "I've hated you for ages!"
"Isabelle, if you want the loan, come serve me now!"
Winford stared straight at Isabelle, his greedy eyes looking as if he wanted to devour her whole.
"Honey, her husband is still here," Vivian glanced at Kane.
"That's even better. He can watch from the side later. That'll make it even more exciting for me!"
Winford showed a perverted smile.
"You're so bad!"
Vivian cooed playfully.
"No way!"
"I won't agree to this!"
Isabelle flatly refused. "I won't sell my body for money!"
"Want to leave? Do you think you can?"
Winford pushed Vivian out of his lap and reached for Isabelle.
Just as he was about to grab Isabelle's arm, a large hand suddenly appeared and seized Winford's wrist.
"Dare to covet my wife? You're asking for death!"
Kane's voice was ice cold!
"Let go of me!"
Winford struggled with all his might to break free.
But Kane's hand was like a vice, impossible to escape.
"Let go? Fine."
Kane applied a bit of pressure, and Winford's wrist immediately snapped.
Winford opened his mouth wide and let out a piercing scream.
"You're dead!"
"You dare threaten me?"
Kane grabbed Winford by the collar and slapped him across the face again and again.
Winford's face swelled up like a pig's head, blood pouring from his mouth!
Vivian was so scared she collapsed on the floor, trembling, too frightened to even call security.
"Call security! Call security!"
Winford shouted.
"Murder! Someone's being killed!"
Vivian, already scared out of her wits, screamed!
At that moment, a large group of security guards rushed in first.
Following them was a well-dressed man in a suit—none other than Quinton, the general manager of Purejoy Global Bank!
"Winford, how did you get beaten up like this?"
Quinton frowned when he saw Winford's miserable state.
"Mr. Jackson, they wanted a five million dollar loan but had no collateral. That doesn't meet our requirements, so I refused them."
"This woman tried to bribe me with her body!"
"Of course I wouldn't agree!"
"This woman's husband beat me up like this! Mr. Jackson, you can't let them get away with this!"
Winford immediately put on a pitiful appearance.
Combined with his bloodied face, it was very easy to believe him.
Kane almost laughed in anger.
This guy really knew how to twist the truth.
"You've got some nerve, causing trouble at our Purejoy Global Bank. You're asking for death!" Quinton said angrily.
"That's not what happened!"
Isabelle shouted and quickly explained the whole situation exactly as it occurred.
Winford quickly said, "Mr. Jackson, if you don't believe me, you can ask Vivian."
Vivian immediately chimed in, "Winford is telling the truth. I can testify!"
Isabelle hurriedly explained, "That's not how it happened at all! They're framing us!"
But Quinton didn't believe Isabelle at all. "Still trying to argue? I'm calling the police right now. You can wait to go to jail!"
"Honey, I'm sorry. I've dragged you into this."
Isabelle's eyes reddened.
Kane smiled. "Why are you apologizing to me? This is nothing. Leave this to me!"
With that, he stepped forward, his expression instantly darkening as he addressed Quinton. "You're the person in charge of Purejoy Global Bank?"
"That's right. I'm Quinton, the general manager of Purejoy Global Bank's Harborview City branch!"
Quinton stood tall and proud.
"Have you ever seen anyone dare to use such methods to get a loan at a bank?"
"With a brain like yours, how did you become general manager?"
"Is your brain broken?"
Kane unleashed a torrent of scolding. "Don't you want to be general manager anymore?"
Everyone was stunned.
This guy dared to scold even Quinton?
"I really don't want to be general manager, but is that something you can decide?"
Quinton sneered, his eyes full of mockery.
"Who says I can't decide?"
"Just wait. Let me make a call first. Since you don't want the job, then don't do it!!"
Kane took out his phone and made a call.
Quinton's expression changed slightly. Could this person have some background?
Winford quickly said, "Mr. Jackson, don't worry. He's just a criminal who got out of prison a few days ago. He's definitely just putting on an act!"
Vivian chimed in, "That's right! I can testify!"
Quinton relaxed a bit. "Fine, go ahead and call. I'd like to see how you're going to remove me from my position!"