Chapter 18.

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Xander's POV.



"You so ugly bro 😂." Jarvis says as I dance to Jimmy Choo by Fetty Wap. We're currently in the resource room organizing boxes for Gatts.




"So what you planning on doing with the money?" Jarvis asks me while putting a heavy box on top of a big shelf.



"I don't know man, I honestly don't even know how much it is. I mean I know it's a lot but I don't know the exact amount." I put my hands on my hips and breathe heavily as I try to calm down my heart rate. He got us in here working like some slaves.



"Wanna find out?"

I put down a small box and look up at him from my crouching position

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I put down a small box and look up at him from my crouching position.

"What you mean wanna find out bro? I don't even-" He cuts me off by pointing at the computer in the room

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"What you mean wanna find out bro? I don't even-" He cuts me off by pointing at the computer in the room.




"OOOOOHHH! How could I forget? You be on yo' Nev and Max shit, pull it up LETS GO!" I scream excitedly as he chuckles and we run to the computer.


He pulls up the browser and I lean against the brown computer table, hovering over him in anticipation.



"Damn nigga, back up a tad I don't even got room to type." He says and we share a chuckle. Can you really blame me? What if my grandparents was some   rich ass bank owners or something? Either way I'm grateful for whatever.



"What bank you think it's with?"



I scratch my head and think hard 🤔. When I was in Gatts office he had a card that said HDFC so I guess that's the bank I have an account with?



"Try HDFC. I don't know my username or bank ID thou-"




"Nigga, they sent me here for getting past the Governor's firewall and reading "important files" in the 6th grade. You really think as a 17 year old I need any type of password or ID?" He looks at me unamused.



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