Adultery Poverty training

[Thakur]

Bhai chalne deta na vnha paise mangte hai padhne k... 1 2 episode k baad.. ab ye idhar bhi nhi likhega

Koi nai , chalne do

 

[Policewala0110]

To isme tumhara part konsa he ?

Ye kyu keh rahe ho fir ?

Because I get some difficulties in translation. I beter understand in English but when it comes to translate in Hindi it's quite different tasks

 

[Thakur]

Because I get some difficulties in translation. I beter understand in English but when it comes to translate in Hindi it's quite different tasks

Continue karo fir ,

 

[Riky007]

Because I get some difficulties in translation. I beter understand in English but when it comes to translate in Hindi it's quite different tasks

No issue, carry on with this, story is real good.

 

[Policewala0110]

Chapter 02​

Alex subah jaldi utha aur shehar ki taraf nikal pada. Ek achhe mood mein, usne apni car se bahar nikal kar seedhe Metro Sky Bank ki taraf gaya, jo New York ke central business district ke sabse ameer hisse mein sthit hai.

Pratham darwaza andar se aur bahar se dono taraf se khol sakte the, lekin Alex thoda laparwah tha aur use bahar se khol diya. Iske natije mein, darwaza lambi baalon wali ek jawan ladki ke dwara thokar khaya, jo imarat se bahar nikal rahi thi.
Usne jaldi se maafi maangte hue kaha, "Sorry. Maine aapko nahi dekha."
"Aap kya keh rahe ho, mujhe nahi dekha? Main kya, anjaan hoon?" Usne apne mathe par haath rakha aur uski taraf dekha.
Bank ki sahayak prabandhak, Karen Young, ghatna ko dekh rahi thi aur jaldi se paas aayi. Pehle usne mahila ko jaancha, phir Alex ko nakaar diya. Jab uske aankhon ne us par padha, uske chehre par sandeh ke nishan dikhayi diye.
Metro Sky Bank dusre bankon se alag tha, kyunki yahan ke grahakon ki adhikansh sankhya uchh varg ke vyapari the. Karen ko pata tha ki yeh jawan ladki yahan apne pita ke saath thi, lekin usse nahi pata tha ki Alex yahan kyun tha. Uske vyaktitva aur umar ke aadhar par, woh unki aam grahak prakriti se alag tha.
"Sir, kya main aapki madad kar sakti hoon?" usne ek namr lekin dabavpoorn muskurahat ke saath pucha.
Alex ne bas yeh kaha, "Main yahan se paise nikalwane aaya hoon."
"Paise nikalwane?" Udaasi bhari mahila ne uspar sarkastik roop se sawaal kiya.

"Kya aapke paas ek card hai?" Karen ne polietly muskurate hue pucha.
Metro Sky Bank ka card paana ab tak kabhi itna aasan nahi tha. Ek million dollar bachat minimum shart thi qualification ke liye. Karen yaqeen thi ki samne wale vyakti ko bank ke saath bahut kam anubhav hoga aur unke niyam ka pata bhi nahi hoga. Shayad usko lag raha tha ki dusre bank ke card yahan bhi kaam aayenge.
"Nahi," Alex ne sir hila kar jawab diya.
Darwaze se takra gayi mahila uski imandari se hansne se rok nahi saki. Uska dhyaan us par nahi tha ab.
"Chalo." Uski pita upar chale gaye the, apne saath lekar ja rahe dastavez abhi bhi jama kar rahe the.
"Mere papa aur main ja rahe hain." Mahila ne Karen ke saath haath milaya aur phir Alex ki taraf dekha. "Ms. Young, aise vyakti ko bank ki image ko nuksan pahuncha sakta hai aur grahakon ko pareshan kar sakta hai. Umeed hai ki aisa phir se na ho."
Is kehkar usne apne pita ke haath pakad liye aur darwaza khola.

"Dhyaan rakhiye, Mr. Scott," Karen unko kuch kadam tak follow kiya aur dekha ki woh car mein baith kar chale gaye. Palat kar, woh andar chali gayi aur tay kar liya ki woh Alex ko jaldi se jana encourage karegi.

Wahan koi nahi khada tha jahan Alex tha. Arrey! Woh kahan gaya hoga? usne socha. Kya ho sakta hai ki bacha sharminda hokar chup chaap chala gaya ho?

Usko ye vichar sun kar aaram mila. Phir woh kaam par lautne hi wali thi ki ankhon ke kone se kisi ko dekh liya.

Wahan woh shararti bacha hai! Isiliye pehle maine use nahi dekha, usne socha. Woh VIP lounge ke pravesh dwaar tak pahunch chuka tha aur ek stambh uski roshni rok raha tha.

VIP kamra sirf un uchh star ke grahakon ke liye tha jinki neti ke kam se kam tees million dollar thi, aur yeh jawan vyakti khud toh kehta tha ki use card bhi nahi hai. Agar woh use jaane de, toh usko apne boss ke saath mushkil mein padna hoga.

"Ruko! Hile mat!" Karen bekaraar mehsus karke chilla diya. Baaki sab grahak uski taraf dekh rahe the, clearly uski cheekh par pareshan the. Woh muskura kar maafi mangne ke liye jaldi se Alex ki taraf palat gayi.

Lekin woh lounge se pehle hi chala gaya tha, VIP kamre ka darwaza khola aur andar chala gaya.

"Hello?" VIP kamre ke andar, bank ke prabandhak Robert Miller sofa par tak rahe apne phone par dekh rahe the. Jab darwaza achanak khula, woh jaldi se baith gaye aur apna phone chhupa diya. Aam taur par, jab VIP kamre mein koi aata tha, Karen use pehle se inform kar deti thi.

Vyakti prabandhak ke roop mein, uski jimmedari thi tees ek VIP grahakon ki, aur unhe woh apni ungali ki tarah jaanta tha. Woh turant apni normal professional greeting shuru karne laga, ummid karke ki woh sofa par aaraam karne se pahle jo kharab impression ban gaya tha, use theek kar sake, lekin jab usne Alex ko dekha, uska vyaktitva ek dam jam gaya. Woh yakin tha ki Alex unke VIP grahakon mein se nahi tha, aur na hi kisi ke rishtedar tha.

"Kya main poochh sakta hoon ki aap kaun hai?" Robert ne pucha, jawan vyakti ko dekhte hue, jiski umar lagbhag bees saal ki thi. Robert ko uski pehchan ka koi andaaza nahi tha.

Alex sidhe mudde par aaye. "Main yahan apne paise lene aaya hoon."

"Aapke paas humare card mein se ek hai?" Robert ne Alex ke shaant vyaktitva par sandeh ki nazar se puchha.

"Nahi," Alex ne khule dil se svikar kiya.

Robert ko aisa lag raha tha jaise woh sahi sabit hua ho, lekin aur bhi zyada uljhan mein tha. VIP kamre mein pravesh ke liye kam se kam teen million dollar ki maanik sharten thi, lekin is aadmi ke paas koi paise nahi the. Woh itna shaant kyun tha?

"Maaf kijiye, sir. Hum card ke bina paise nahi de sakte. Kya aapko aur kuch chahiye?" Robert ne puchha.

Robert ne socha, woh pagal hai. Karen ne use itne mein kaise andar aane diya? Mujhe iske baare mein Monday ke meeting mein usse baat karni hogi.

"Aapke paas yahan par fingerprint pehchan hai, sahi hai?" Alex ne achanak puchha.

Bank mein fingerprint pehchan pranali sabse ameer parivaaron aur vyapaarik firmo ke liye thi. Sirf kuch logon ke fingerprints system mein record the, kam se kam New York branch mein, aur abhi tak kisi ne apne maalikana hakko tak pahuchne ke liye iska istemaal nahi kiya tha.

"Aap iska istemaal karna chahte hain?" Robert ab Alex ko "sir" kehne ke liye apne aap ko rok nahi paaya.

"Han." Alex sir hila kar jawaab diya.

Robert ko har pal aur bhi zyada uljhan mahsoos ho rahi thi. Kisi vyakti jo ki grahak bhi nahi tha, woh fingerprint ID ka istemaal kyun maang raha tha?

Sach kahun toh, waise bhi use jasoosi karne ki umeed kam thi, lekin kuch seconds ke vichaar-vimarsh ke baad, usne akhirkaar faisla kiya ki Alex ko mauka diya jaaye, taaki usko gussa na aaye.

Usne tijori ko khol kar fingerprint pehchan device nikali, jo usne kabhi pahle istemaal nahi ki thi.

[Beep!]
Device ke upar tez laal roshni chamak uthi aur LCD screen par shabd dikhayi diye: [Fingerprint not recorded].

Turant hi, Robert ke chehre par unfriendly vyaktitva ka prakat hona shuru hua aur woh Alex par tivr drishti se takra rahe the. Woh apna phone utha liya, taiyar the police ko bulane ke liye.

"Ruko, ruko!" Alex jaldi se bola. "Shayad woh galat fingerprint tha. Iss baar main apna index finger istemaal karunga."

Robert ne thandi muskurahat ki. "Tumhara yahan kya plan hai? Tumhara angootha kaam nahi karta, toh tum apna index finger try karoge. Fir, agar index finger kaam nahi karti hai, toh tum middle finger try karoge. Jab tumhare anguthe khatam ho jayenge, toh kya tum apne pair istemaal karoge?"

Lekin Alex ne pehle hi apna index finger verification area par daba diya.

Robert ne thaan liya ki agar is aadmi ke fingerprints iss baar bhi maane nahi jaate, toh woh turant police ko bulakar use giraftar karwa dega.

[Beep!] Device par ek hare rang ki roshni dikhi aur naye tafseelat LCD screen par flash ho gayi: [Verification successful. Family account: 01. Verifier: Alexander Ambrose. Account: 01104.]

Robert Alex ko ek lamhe tak ashanka se dekhne ke baad jhijhakate hue muskurane ki koshish ki. "Mr. Ambrose, mujhe maaf kijiye. Mujhe pata nahi tha. Main Robert Miller hoon, New York branch ke grahak prabandhak. Meri madad karne ki anumati dijiye."

"Koi baat nahi," Alex halka sa bola aur khade ho gaye. "Kya main dekh sakta hoon ki mere account mein kitne paise bache hai?"

"Kripya ek pal rukiye," Robert computer ke samne baith kar kuch samay tak typing karte rahe. Uske hukum par, Alex ne kuch aur fingerprint scans diye jaise ki anumati ke liye.

"Ho gaya, Mr. Ambrose." Robert ne screen par "OK" button daba diya, aur Alex ka account dikha.

Robert computer screen ki taraf ishara karke bola, "Mr. Ambrose, aapke account ka balance abhi saatso chhah million dollar hai."

Robert ne rok na saka aur thandi hawa ka saans le liya. Is chhote se ladke ke paas ek bade dhan ki samriddhi thi. Yeh use ek pratishat ke top me sthan par rakhti thi. Adhikansh log us kadar paise ke baare me sapne bhi nahi dekh sakte.

Alex ko aankhon se screen par numbers dekh kar ajeeb sa lag raha tha. Usne khud ko yaad dilaya ki woh jaldi se ek ameer bacche ke darje mein adjust hona hai.

"Oh, aur aapke paas aur bhi samriddhi hai. Main abhi aapko dikhata hoon." Robert ne kai pages ko check karne ke liye screen par click kiya. Ant mein, usne fir se "OK" button daba diya.

Computer ne ek 4 x 4 grid display screen dikhaya.

"Yeh surveillance screen aapke pasand ki cheezein dikhata hai, jo aap dusre jagah par rakhte hain," Robert ne samjhaya. Usne screen ke upar left corner par click kiya aur The Hague bank ke branch ka feed dikhaya, jisme ek sports car dikh rahi thi. Neeche right corner mein likha tha, [Ferrari Pagani Huayra].

Robert ne ek ke baad ek aur screens Alex ke liye khole. Hawaii branch ne ek Dominica blue pearl bracelet aur chaar stacks sone ke bars dikhaye.

Cape Town branch mein pandrah 10-carat diamonds, dus pieces of ivory, aur aur kuch sone ke bars ke stacks the. Robert Alex ki samriddhi ko dekh kar apne aankhein phaila kar dekh rahe the. Unhone aise ameer vyakti ko kabhi nahi dekha tha. Shayad ek-dusva paise wale vyakti se bhi kam nahi.

"Theek hai, mujhe ek card chahiye," Alex ne kaha jab Robert apne vichaar jama karne ke liye taiyar ho paye.

"Haan, main turant iski vyavastha kar dunga. Kripya ek pal rukiye," Robert ne turant zaroori intezaam shuru kar diye. Das minute ke andar hi, ek Supreme Card taiyar ho gaya.

Robert ne Supreme Card ko dekha aur Alex ki samriddhi par socha. Yeh card Alex ke darje ke liye kaafi achha nahi tha, lekin yeh New York branch ke authorized card ka sabse ucha star tha.

Robert ne card ko prastut kiya. "Mr. Ambrose, yeh aapka card hai."

"Dhanyavaad," Alex ne card liya, khada hua aur kamre se bahar nikalne ki taraf chal diya.

"Mr. Ambrose, kripya thahariye." Robert itna bada grahak ko laparwah dikhane ki himmat nahi kar sakte the. Woh use vyaktigat roop se bahar dekhna chahta tha, lekin uske computer par asset checking system abhi tak band nahi hua tha, aur fingerprint verification machine, iris recognition apparatus, aur dusre sensitive equipment ko surakshit tareeke se wapas nahi kiya gaya tha. VIP room ke monitoring system mein district manager ke office se judi thi.

Karen hall mein vyakul hokar intezaar kar rahi thi. Itna samay tak wahan kya ho raha hai? usne socha. Kya woh ladka VIP room mein Mr. Miller ka khoon kar diya hai? Jitna vichar karti thi, utna hi dar lag raha tha. Woh darwaze par takrar karke jawaab maangne ke kagar par thi ki tabhi Alex vishwas se bhare kadam se kamre se bahar nikal aaye.

"Roko!" Karen chillaayi. Woh jaldi se uski taraf chal kar uske coat ko pakadti hui. "Tum nahi ja sakte. Tumne VIP kamre mein ghus kar toda hai. Jab hum confirm karenge ki kuchh chori nahi hui hai, tab main police ko bulakar tumhe sawaal poochhungi."

"Tum kya bol rahi ho?" Alex ne poochha. "Chhodo mujhe!"

Karen ne uske saath ladaai ki, lekin usko uske pocket mein jhaankne mein safal nahi ho saki.

Is aurat ko kya ho gaya hai? Alex ne socha. Usne toh uske saath takraar bhi nahi ki, lekin woh use is tarah dabaa rahi hai.

"Ye kya hai?" Karen ne Alex ke pocket se jhaanka aur use utha liya. Woh use jeet ki bhavna se dekh rahi thi, jaise woh uske gunaah ka saboot dhoondh hi liya hai. "Oh, tumne ek card chura liya. Ye ek jurm hai, aur mujhe police ko bulana padega."

Usko ye bhi nahi aaya ki card Alex ka ho sakta hai. Usne soch liya tha ki woh VIP kamre mein ghus gaya, bhool se wahan tha aur Mr. Miller ko sawaal pooch kar dhyaan hatane ka bahana banaya aur jab manager dhyaan nahi de raha tha, tab card chura liya.

"Chhodo mujhe!" Alex is aurat se pareshan tha.

"Tumhe chori karne ke baare mein koi afsos nahi hai?" Woh aur jyada dridh nishchay le gayi.

In dono ki wajah se itna tamasha hone laga tha ki dusre grahak bhi unki taraf chal kar Karen ki madad karne ke iraade se wahan aane lage.

Tabhi, saj-sajja kar apna kaam samapt kar chuke Robert VIP kamre se bahar chal diye.

As Robert emerged from the VIP room, he quickly assessed the situation. He could see the tension between Karen and Alex escalating, and it was clear that Karen's actions were unwise and potentially damaging. He realized that Karen was unaware of the true status of Alex as a wealthy and influential customer, and her confrontation with him could have serious consequences.

Robert's priority was to diffuse the situation and prevent any further escalation. He approached Karen and firmly said, "Karen, let go of him immediately." His tone conveyed both authority and urgency.

Karen, startled by Robert's sudden intervention, reluctantly released her grip on Alex's coat. She turned to face Robert, her expression filled with confusion and anger. "Robert, he broke into the VIP room! He must be held accountable!"

Robert maintained his composure and replied, "Karen, you don't understand. Mr. Ambrose is an esteemed customer of our bank, and his presence in the VIP room was authorized. I have personally verified his identity and assets."

Karen's eyes widened in disbelief. She had never imagined that Alex could be a valuable customer. She stuttered, "But... I thought he stole a card."

Robert shook his head. "No, Karen. He is a legitimate account holder. In fact, his account holds considerable wealth. It's crucial that we handle this situation with utmost care and respect."

Realizing her mistake, Karen felt a mix of embarrassment and regret. She understood the gravity of the situation and the potential repercussions for her own career. "I... I didn't know. I'm sorry," she murmured, her voice filled with remorse.

Robert turned to Alex and offered a sincere apology. "Mr. Ambrose, please accept my deepest apologies for this unfortunate incident. Your satisfaction and trust are of utmost importance to us. Is there anything else I can assist you with?"

Alex, still visibly annoyed but now aware of the gravity of the situation, nodded curtly. "No, I'm done here. Just ensure that incidents like this don't happen again."

Robert nodded in understanding. "Absolutely, Mr. Ambrose. Rest assured, I will personally ensure that your banking experience remains flawless from now on."

With that, Alex walked out of the room, followed by Robert, leaving Karen standing there, contemplating the consequences of her actions. It was a lesson learned the hard way, reminding her of the importance of thorough assessment and professional conduct in her role.

As they exited the VIP room, Robert vowed to address the issue in Monday's meeting and take steps to prevent such misunderstandings in the future. The incident had highlighted the significance of handling high-profile clients with utmost care and respect, and he was determined to uphold the bank's reputation while nurturing the relationship with Alex and his influential family.

"Ruko!" Robert ne Alex aur Karen ke beech daudte hue aa gaye.

 

[Policewala0110]

Hello friends know I changed Hero name to Alex so please don't mind sorry and comment and like this wonderful story

 

[parkas]

Chapter 02​

Alex subah jaldi utha aur shehar ki taraf nikal pada. Ek achhe mood mein, usne apni car se bahar nikal kar seedhe Metro Sky Bank ki taraf gaya, jo New York ke central business district ke sabse ameer hisse mein sthit hai.

Pratham darwaza andar se aur bahar se dono taraf se khol sakte the, lekin Alex thoda laparwah tha aur use bahar se khol diya. Iske natije mein, darwaza lambi baalon wali ek jawan ladki ke dwara thokar khaya, jo imarat se bahar nikal rahi thi.
Usne jaldi se maafi maangte hue kaha, "Sorry. Maine aapko nahi dekha."
"Aap kya keh rahe ho, mujhe nahi dekha? Main kya, anjaan hoon?" Usne apne mathe par haath rakha aur uski taraf dekha.
Bank ki sahayak prabandhak, Karen Young, ghatna ko dekh rahi thi aur jaldi se paas aayi. Pehle usne mahila ko jaancha, phir Alex ko nakaar diya. Jab uske aankhon ne us par padha, uske chehre par sandeh ke nishan dikhayi diye.
Metro Sky Bank dusre bankon se alag tha, kyunki yahan ke grahakon ki adhikansh sankhya uchh varg ke vyapari the. Karen ko pata tha ki yeh jawan ladki yahan apne pita ke saath thi, lekin usse nahi pata tha ki Alex yahan kyun tha. Uske vyaktitva aur umar ke aadhar par, woh unki aam grahak prakriti se alag tha.
"Sir, kya main aapki madad kar sakti hoon?" usne ek namr lekin dabavpoorn muskurahat ke saath pucha.
Alex ne bas yeh kaha, "Main yahan se paise nikalwane aaya hoon."
"Paise nikalwane?" Udaasi bhari mahila ne uspar sarkastik roop se sawaal kiya.

"Kya aapke paas ek card hai?" Karen ne polietly muskurate hue pucha.
Metro Sky Bank ka card paana ab tak kabhi itna aasan nahi tha. Ek million dollar bachat minimum shart thi qualification ke liye. Karen yaqeen thi ki samne wale vyakti ko bank ke saath bahut kam anubhav hoga aur unke niyam ka pata bhi nahi hoga. Shayad usko lag raha tha ki dusre bank ke card yahan bhi kaam aayenge.
"Nahi," Alex ne sir hila kar jawab diya.
Darwaze se takra gayi mahila uski imandari se hansne se rok nahi saki. Uska dhyaan us par nahi tha ab.
"Chalo." Uski pita upar chale gaye the, apne saath lekar ja rahe dastavez abhi bhi jama kar rahe the.
"Mere papa aur main ja rahe hain." Mahila ne Karen ke saath haath milaya aur phir Alex ki taraf dekha. "Ms. Young, aise vyakti ko bank ki image ko nuksan pahuncha sakta hai aur grahakon ko pareshan kar sakta hai. Umeed hai ki aisa phir se na ho."
Is kehkar usne apne pita ke haath pakad liye aur darwaza khola.

"Dhyaan rakhiye, Mr. Scott," Karen unko kuch kadam tak follow kiya aur dekha ki woh car mein baith kar chale gaye. Palat kar, woh andar chali gayi aur tay kar liya ki woh Alex ko jaldi se jana encourage karegi.

Wahan koi nahi khada tha jahan Alex tha. Arrey! Woh kahan gaya hoga? usne socha. Kya ho sakta hai ki bacha sharminda hokar chup chaap chala gaya ho?

Usko ye vichar sun kar aaram mila. Phir woh kaam par lautne hi wali thi ki ankhon ke kone se kisi ko dekh liya.

Wahan woh shararti bacha hai! Isiliye pehle maine use nahi dekha, usne socha. Woh VIP lounge ke pravesh dwaar tak pahunch chuka tha aur ek stambh uski roshni rok raha tha.

VIP kamra sirf un uchh star ke grahakon ke liye tha jinki neti ke kam se kam tees million dollar thi, aur yeh jawan vyakti khud toh kehta tha ki use card bhi nahi hai. Agar woh use jaane de, toh usko apne boss ke saath mushkil mein padna hoga.

"Ruko! Hile mat!" Karen bekaraar mehsus karke chilla diya. Baaki sab grahak uski taraf dekh rahe the, clearly uski cheekh par pareshan the. Woh muskura kar maafi mangne ke liye jaldi se Alex ki taraf palat gayi.

Lekin woh lounge se pehle hi chala gaya tha, VIP kamre ka darwaza khola aur andar chala gaya.

"Hello?" VIP kamre ke andar, bank ke prabandhak Robert Miller sofa par tak rahe apne phone par dekh rahe the. Jab darwaza achanak khula, woh jaldi se baith gaye aur apna phone chhupa diya. Aam taur par, jab VIP kamre mein koi aata tha, Karen use pehle se inform kar deti thi.

Vyakti prabandhak ke roop mein, uski jimmedari thi tees ek VIP grahakon ki, aur unhe woh apni ungali ki tarah jaanta tha. Woh turant apni normal professional greeting shuru karne laga, ummid karke ki woh sofa par aaraam karne se pahle jo kharab impression ban gaya tha, use theek kar sake, lekin jab usne Alex ko dekha, uska vyaktitva ek dam jam gaya. Woh yakin tha ki Alex unke VIP grahakon mein se nahi tha, aur na hi kisi ke rishtedar tha.

"Kya main poochh sakta hoon ki aap kaun hai?" Robert ne pucha, jawan vyakti ko dekhte hue, jiski umar lagbhag bees saal ki thi. Robert ko uski pehchan ka koi andaaza nahi tha.

Alex sidhe mudde par aaye. "Main yahan apne paise lene aaya hoon."

"Aapke paas humare card mein se ek hai?" Robert ne Alex ke shaant vyaktitva par sandeh ki nazar se puchha.

"Nahi," Alex ne khule dil se svikar kiya.

Robert ko aisa lag raha tha jaise woh sahi sabit hua ho, lekin aur bhi zyada uljhan mein tha. VIP kamre mein pravesh ke liye kam se kam teen million dollar ki maanik sharten thi, lekin is aadmi ke paas koi paise nahi the. Woh itna shaant kyun tha?

"Maaf kijiye, sir. Hum card ke bina paise nahi de sakte. Kya aapko aur kuch chahiye?" Robert ne puchha.

Robert ne socha, woh pagal hai. Karen ne use itne mein kaise andar aane diya? Mujhe iske baare mein Monday ke meeting mein usse baat karni hogi.

"Aapke paas yahan par fingerprint pehchan hai, sahi hai?" Alex ne achanak puchha.

Bank mein fingerprint pehchan pranali sabse ameer parivaaron aur vyapaarik firmo ke liye thi. Sirf kuch logon ke fingerprints system mein record the, kam se kam New York branch mein, aur abhi tak kisi ne apne maalikana hakko tak pahuchne ke liye iska istemaal nahi kiya tha.

"Aap iska istemaal karna chahte hain?" Robert ab Alex ko "sir" kehne ke liye apne aap ko rok nahi paaya.

"Han." Alex sir hila kar jawaab diya.

Robert ko har pal aur bhi zyada uljhan mahsoos ho rahi thi. Kisi vyakti jo ki grahak bhi nahi tha, woh fingerprint ID ka istemaal kyun maang raha tha?

Sach kahun toh, waise bhi use jasoosi karne ki umeed kam thi, lekin kuch seconds ke vichaar-vimarsh ke baad, usne akhirkaar faisla kiya ki Alex ko mauka diya jaaye, taaki usko gussa na aaye.

Usne tijori ko khol kar fingerprint pehchan device nikali, jo usne kabhi pahle istemaal nahi ki thi.

[Beep!]
Device ke upar tez laal roshni chamak uthi aur LCD screen par shabd dikhayi diye: [Fingerprint not recorded].

Turant hi, Robert ke chehre par unfriendly vyaktitva ka prakat hona shuru hua aur woh Alex par tivr drishti se takra rahe the. Woh apna phone utha liya, taiyar the police ko bulane ke liye.

"Ruko, ruko!" Alex jaldi se bola. "Shayad woh galat fingerprint tha. Iss baar main apna index finger istemaal karunga."

Robert ne thandi muskurahat ki. "Tumhara yahan kya plan hai? Tumhara angootha kaam nahi karta, toh tum apna index finger try karoge. Fir, agar index finger kaam nahi karti hai, toh tum middle finger try karoge. Jab tumhare anguthe khatam ho jayenge, toh kya tum apne pair istemaal karoge?"

Lekin Alex ne pehle hi apna index finger verification area par daba diya.

Robert ne thaan liya ki agar is aadmi ke fingerprints iss baar bhi maane nahi jaate, toh woh turant police ko bulakar use giraftar karwa dega.

[Beep!] Device par ek hare rang ki roshni dikhi aur naye tafseelat LCD screen par flash ho gayi: [Verification successful. Family account: 01. Verifier: Alexander Ambrose. Account: 01104.]

Robert Alex ko ek lamhe tak ashanka se dekhne ke baad jhijhakate hue muskurane ki koshish ki. "Mr. Ambrose, mujhe maaf kijiye. Mujhe pata nahi tha. Main Robert Miller hoon, New York branch ke grahak prabandhak. Meri madad karne ki anumati dijiye."

"Koi baat nahi," Alex halka sa bola aur khade ho gaye. "Kya main dekh sakta hoon ki mere account mein kitne paise bache hai?"

"Kripya ek pal rukiye," Robert computer ke samne baith kar kuch samay tak typing karte rahe. Uske hukum par, Alex ne kuch aur fingerprint scans diye jaise ki anumati ke liye.

"Ho gaya, Mr. Ambrose." Robert ne screen par "OK" button daba diya, aur Alex ka account dikha.

Robert computer screen ki taraf ishara karke bola, "Mr. Ambrose, aapke account ka balance abhi saatso chhah million dollar hai."

Robert ne rok na saka aur thandi hawa ka saans le liya. Is chhote se ladke ke paas ek bade dhan ki samriddhi thi. Yeh use ek pratishat ke top me sthan par rakhti thi. Adhikansh log us kadar paise ke baare me sapne bhi nahi dekh sakte.

Alex ko aankhon se screen par numbers dekh kar ajeeb sa lag raha tha. Usne khud ko yaad dilaya ki woh jaldi se ek ameer bacche ke darje mein adjust hona hai.

"Oh, aur aapke paas aur bhi samriddhi hai. Main abhi aapko dikhata hoon." Robert ne kai pages ko check karne ke liye screen par click kiya. Ant mein, usne fir se "OK" button daba diya.

Computer ne ek 4 x 4 grid display screen dikhaya.

"Yeh surveillance screen aapke pasand ki cheezein dikhata hai, jo aap dusre jagah par rakhte hain," Robert ne samjhaya. Usne screen ke upar left corner par click kiya aur The Hague bank ke branch ka feed dikhaya, jisme ek sports car dikh rahi thi. Neeche right corner mein likha tha, [Ferrari Pagani Huayra].

Robert ne ek ke baad ek aur screens Alex ke liye khole. Hawaii branch ne ek Dominica blue pearl bracelet aur chaar stacks sone ke bars dikhaye.

Cape Town branch mein pandrah 10-carat diamonds, dus pieces of ivory, aur aur kuch sone ke bars ke stacks the. Robert Alex ki samriddhi ko dekh kar apne aankhein phaila kar dekh rahe the. Unhone aise ameer vyakti ko kabhi nahi dekha tha. Shayad ek-dusva paise wale vyakti se bhi kam nahi.

"Theek hai, mujhe ek card chahiye," Alex ne kaha jab Robert apne vichaar jama karne ke liye taiyar ho paye.

"Haan, main turant iski vyavastha kar dunga. Kripya ek pal rukiye," Robert ne turant zaroori intezaam shuru kar diye. Das minute ke andar hi, ek Supreme Card taiyar ho gaya.

Robert ne Supreme Card ko dekha aur Alex ki samriddhi par socha. Yeh card Alex ke darje ke liye kaafi achha nahi tha, lekin yeh New York branch ke authorized card ka sabse ucha star tha.

Robert ne card ko prastut kiya. "Mr. Ambrose, yeh aapka card hai."

"Dhanyavaad," Alex ne card liya, khada hua aur kamre se bahar nikalne ki taraf chal diya.

"Mr. Ambrose, kripya thahariye." Robert itna bada grahak ko laparwah dikhane ki himmat nahi kar sakte the. Woh use vyaktigat roop se bahar dekhna chahta tha, lekin uske computer par asset checking system abhi tak band nahi hua tha, aur fingerprint verification machine, iris recognition apparatus, aur dusre sensitive equipment ko surakshit tareeke se wapas nahi kiya gaya tha. VIP room ke monitoring system mein district manager ke office se judi thi.

Karen hall mein vyakul hokar intezaar kar rahi thi. Itna samay tak wahan kya ho raha hai? usne socha. Kya woh ladka VIP room mein Mr. Miller ka khoon kar diya hai? Jitna vichar karti thi, utna hi dar lag raha tha. Woh darwaze par takrar karke jawaab maangne ke kagar par thi ki tabhi Alex vishwas se bhare kadam se kamre se bahar nikal aaye.

"Roko!" Karen chillaayi. Woh jaldi se uski taraf chal kar uske coat ko pakadti hui. "Tum nahi ja sakte. Tumne VIP kamre mein ghus kar toda hai. Jab hum confirm karenge ki kuchh chori nahi hui hai, tab main police ko bulakar tumhe sawaal poochhungi."

"Tum kya bol rahi ho?" Alex ne poochha. "Chhodo mujhe!"

Karen ne uske saath ladaai ki, lekin usko uske pocket mein jhaankne mein safal nahi ho saki.

Is aurat ko kya ho gaya hai? Alex ne socha. Usne toh uske saath takraar bhi nahi ki, lekin woh use is tarah dabaa rahi hai.

"Ye kya hai?" Karen ne Alex ke pocket se jhaanka aur use utha liya. Woh use jeet ki bhavna se dekh rahi thi, jaise woh uske gunaah ka saboot dhoondh hi liya hai. "Oh, tumne ek card chura liya. Ye ek jurm hai, aur mujhe police ko bulana padega."

Usko ye bhi nahi aaya ki card Alex ka ho sakta hai. Usne soch liya tha ki woh VIP kamre mein ghus gaya, bhool se wahan tha aur Mr. Miller ko sawaal pooch kar dhyaan hatane ka bahana banaya aur jab manager dhyaan nahi de raha tha, tab card chura liya.

"Chhodo mujhe!" Alex is aurat se pareshan tha.

"Tumhe chori karne ke baare mein koi afsos nahi hai?" Woh aur jyada dridh nishchay le gayi.

In dono ki wajah se itna tamasha hone laga tha ki dusre grahak bhi unki taraf chal kar Karen ki madad karne ke iraade se wahan aane lage.

Tabhi, saj-sajja kar apna kaam samapt kar chuke Robert VIP kamre se bahar chal diye.

As Robert emerged from the VIP room, he quickly assessed the situation. He could see the tension between Karen and Alex escalating, and it was clear that Karen's actions were unwise and potentially damaging. He realized that Karen was unaware of the true status of Alex as a wealthy and influential customer, and her confrontation with him could have serious consequences.

Robert's priority was to diffuse the situation and prevent any further escalation. He approached Karen and firmly said, "Karen, let go of him immediately." His tone conveyed both authority and urgency.

Karen, startled by Robert's sudden intervention, reluctantly released her grip on Alex's coat. She turned to face Robert, her expression filled with confusion and anger. "Robert, he broke into the VIP room! He must be held accountable!"

Robert maintained his composure and replied, "Karen, you don't understand. Mr. Ambrose is an esteemed customer of our bank, and his presence in the VIP room was authorized. I have personally verified his identity and assets."

Karen's eyes widened in disbelief. She had never imagined that Alex could be a valuable customer. She stuttered, "But... I thought he stole a card."

Robert shook his head. "No, Karen. He is a legitimate account holder. In fact, his account holds considerable wealth. It's crucial that we handle this situation with utmost care and respect."

Realizing her mistake, Karen felt a mix of embarrassment and regret. She understood the gravity of the situation and the potential repercussions for her own career. "I... I didn't know. I'm sorry," she murmured, her voice filled with remorse.

Robert turned to Alex and offered a sincere apology. "Mr. Ambrose, please accept my deepest apologies for this unfortunate incident. Your satisfaction and trust are of utmost importance to us. Is there anything else I can assist you with?"

Alex, still visibly annoyed but now aware of the gravity of the situation, nodded curtly. "No, I'm done here. Just ensure that incidents like this don't happen again."

Robert nodded in understanding. "Absolutely, Mr. Ambrose. Rest assured, I will personally ensure that your banking experience remains flawless from now on."

With that, Alex walked out of the room, followed by Robert, leaving Karen standing there, contemplating the consequences of her actions. It was a lesson learned the hard way, reminding her of the importance of thorough assessment and professional conduct in her role.

As they exited the VIP room, Robert vowed to address the issue in Monday's meeting and take steps to prevent such misunderstandings in the future. The incident had highlighted the significance of handling high-profile clients with utmost care and respect, and he was determined to uphold the bank's reputation while nurturing the relationship with Alex and his influential family.

"Ruko!" Robert ne Alex aur Karen ke beech daudte hue aa gaye.

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Chapter 02​

Alex subah jaldi utha aur shehar ki taraf nikal pada. Ek achhe mood mein, usne apni car se bahar nikal kar seedhe Metro Sky Bank ki taraf gaya, jo New York ke central business district ke sabse ameer hisse mein sthit hai.

Pratham darwaza andar se aur bahar se dono taraf se khol sakte the, lekin Alex thoda laparwah tha aur use bahar se khol diya. Iske natije mein, darwaza lambi baalon wali ek jawan ladki ke dwara thokar khaya, jo imarat se bahar nikal rahi thi.
Usne jaldi se maafi maangte hue kaha, "Sorry. Maine aapko nahi dekha."
"Aap kya keh rahe ho, mujhe nahi dekha? Main kya, anjaan hoon?" Usne apne mathe par haath rakha aur uski taraf dekha.
Bank ki sahayak prabandhak, Karen Young, ghatna ko dekh rahi thi aur jaldi se paas aayi. Pehle usne mahila ko jaancha, phir Alex ko nakaar diya. Jab uske aankhon ne us par padha, uske chehre par sandeh ke nishan dikhayi diye.
Metro Sky Bank dusre bankon se alag tha, kyunki yahan ke grahakon ki adhikansh sankhya uchh varg ke vyapari the. Karen ko pata tha ki yeh jawan ladki yahan apne pita ke saath thi, lekin usse nahi pata tha ki Alex yahan kyun tha. Uske vyaktitva aur umar ke aadhar par, woh unki aam grahak prakriti se alag tha.
"Sir, kya main aapki madad kar sakti hoon?" usne ek namr lekin dabavpoorn muskurahat ke saath pucha.
Alex ne bas yeh kaha, "Main yahan se paise nikalwane aaya hoon."
"Paise nikalwane?" Udaasi bhari mahila ne uspar sarkastik roop se sawaal kiya.

"Kya aapke paas ek card hai?" Karen ne polietly muskurate hue pucha.
Metro Sky Bank ka card paana ab tak kabhi itna aasan nahi tha. Ek million dollar bachat minimum shart thi qualification ke liye. Karen yaqeen thi ki samne wale vyakti ko bank ke saath bahut kam anubhav hoga aur unke niyam ka pata bhi nahi hoga. Shayad usko lag raha tha ki dusre bank ke card yahan bhi kaam aayenge.
"Nahi," Alex ne sir hila kar jawab diya.
Darwaze se takra gayi mahila uski imandari se hansne se rok nahi saki. Uska dhyaan us par nahi tha ab.
"Chalo." Uski pita upar chale gaye the, apne saath lekar ja rahe dastavez abhi bhi jama kar rahe the.
"Mere papa aur main ja rahe hain." Mahila ne Karen ke saath haath milaya aur phir Alex ki taraf dekha. "Ms. Young, aise vyakti ko bank ki image ko nuksan pahuncha sakta hai aur grahakon ko pareshan kar sakta hai. Umeed hai ki aisa phir se na ho."
Is kehkar usne apne pita ke haath pakad liye aur darwaza khola.

"Dhyaan rakhiye, Mr. Scott," Karen unko kuch kadam tak follow kiya aur dekha ki woh car mein baith kar chale gaye. Palat kar, woh andar chali gayi aur tay kar liya ki woh Alex ko jaldi se jana encourage karegi.

Wahan koi nahi khada tha jahan Alex tha. Arrey! Woh kahan gaya hoga? usne socha. Kya ho sakta hai ki bacha sharminda hokar chup chaap chala gaya ho?

Usko ye vichar sun kar aaram mila. Phir woh kaam par lautne hi wali thi ki ankhon ke kone se kisi ko dekh liya.

Wahan woh shararti bacha hai! Isiliye pehle maine use nahi dekha, usne socha. Woh VIP lounge ke pravesh dwaar tak pahunch chuka tha aur ek stambh uski roshni rok raha tha.

VIP kamra sirf un uchh star ke grahakon ke liye tha jinki neti ke kam se kam tees million dollar thi, aur yeh jawan vyakti khud toh kehta tha ki use card bhi nahi hai. Agar woh use jaane de, toh usko apne boss ke saath mushkil mein padna hoga.

"Ruko! Hile mat!" Karen bekaraar mehsus karke chilla diya. Baaki sab grahak uski taraf dekh rahe the, clearly uski cheekh par pareshan the. Woh muskura kar maafi mangne ke liye jaldi se Alex ki taraf palat gayi.

Lekin woh lounge se pehle hi chala gaya tha, VIP kamre ka darwaza khola aur andar chala gaya.

"Hello?" VIP kamre ke andar, bank ke prabandhak Robert Miller sofa par tak rahe apne phone par dekh rahe the. Jab darwaza achanak khula, woh jaldi se baith gaye aur apna phone chhupa diya. Aam taur par, jab VIP kamre mein koi aata tha, Karen use pehle se inform kar deti thi.

Vyakti prabandhak ke roop mein, uski jimmedari thi tees ek VIP grahakon ki, aur unhe woh apni ungali ki tarah jaanta tha. Woh turant apni normal professional greeting shuru karne laga, ummid karke ki woh sofa par aaraam karne se pahle jo kharab impression ban gaya tha, use theek kar sake, lekin jab usne Alex ko dekha, uska vyaktitva ek dam jam gaya. Woh yakin tha ki Alex unke VIP grahakon mein se nahi tha, aur na hi kisi ke rishtedar tha.

"Kya main poochh sakta hoon ki aap kaun hai?" Robert ne pucha, jawan vyakti ko dekhte hue, jiski umar lagbhag bees saal ki thi. Robert ko uski pehchan ka koi andaaza nahi tha.

Alex sidhe mudde par aaye. "Main yahan apne paise lene aaya hoon."

"Aapke paas humare card mein se ek hai?" Robert ne Alex ke shaant vyaktitva par sandeh ki nazar se puchha.

"Nahi," Alex ne khule dil se svikar kiya.

Robert ko aisa lag raha tha jaise woh sahi sabit hua ho, lekin aur bhi zyada uljhan mein tha. VIP kamre mein pravesh ke liye kam se kam teen million dollar ki maanik sharten thi, lekin is aadmi ke paas koi paise nahi the. Woh itna shaant kyun tha?

"Maaf kijiye, sir. Hum card ke bina paise nahi de sakte. Kya aapko aur kuch chahiye?" Robert ne puchha.

Robert ne socha, woh pagal hai. Karen ne use itne mein kaise andar aane diya? Mujhe iske baare mein Monday ke meeting mein usse baat karni hogi.

"Aapke paas yahan par fingerprint pehchan hai, sahi hai?" Alex ne achanak puchha.

Bank mein fingerprint pehchan pranali sabse ameer parivaaron aur vyapaarik firmo ke liye thi. Sirf kuch logon ke fingerprints system mein record the, kam se kam New York branch mein, aur abhi tak kisi ne apne maalikana hakko tak pahuchne ke liye iska istemaal nahi kiya tha.

"Aap iska istemaal karna chahte hain?" Robert ab Alex ko "sir" kehne ke liye apne aap ko rok nahi paaya.

"Han." Alex sir hila kar jawaab diya.

Robert ko har pal aur bhi zyada uljhan mahsoos ho rahi thi. Kisi vyakti jo ki grahak bhi nahi tha, woh fingerprint ID ka istemaal kyun maang raha tha?

Sach kahun toh, waise bhi use jasoosi karne ki umeed kam thi, lekin kuch seconds ke vichaar-vimarsh ke baad, usne akhirkaar faisla kiya ki Alex ko mauka diya jaaye, taaki usko gussa na aaye.

Usne tijori ko khol kar fingerprint pehchan device nikali, jo usne kabhi pahle istemaal nahi ki thi.

[Beep!]
Device ke upar tez laal roshni chamak uthi aur LCD screen par shabd dikhayi diye: [Fingerprint not recorded].

Turant hi, Robert ke chehre par unfriendly vyaktitva ka prakat hona shuru hua aur woh Alex par tivr drishti se takra rahe the. Woh apna phone utha liya, taiyar the police ko bulane ke liye.

"Ruko, ruko!" Alex jaldi se bola. "Shayad woh galat fingerprint tha. Iss baar main apna index finger istemaal karunga."

Robert ne thandi muskurahat ki. "Tumhara yahan kya plan hai? Tumhara angootha kaam nahi karta, toh tum apna index finger try karoge. Fir, agar index finger kaam nahi karti hai, toh tum middle finger try karoge. Jab tumhare anguthe khatam ho jayenge, toh kya tum apne pair istemaal karoge?"

Lekin Alex ne pehle hi apna index finger verification area par daba diya.

Robert ne thaan liya ki agar is aadmi ke fingerprints iss baar bhi maane nahi jaate, toh woh turant police ko bulakar use giraftar karwa dega.

[Beep!] Device par ek hare rang ki roshni dikhi aur naye tafseelat LCD screen par flash ho gayi: [Verification successful. Family account: 01. Verifier: Alexander Ambrose. Account: 01104.]

Robert Alex ko ek lamhe tak ashanka se dekhne ke baad jhijhakate hue muskurane ki koshish ki. "Mr. Ambrose, mujhe maaf kijiye. Mujhe pata nahi tha. Main Robert Miller hoon, New York branch ke grahak prabandhak. Meri madad karne ki anumati dijiye."

"Koi baat nahi," Alex halka sa bola aur khade ho gaye. "Kya main dekh sakta hoon ki mere account mein kitne paise bache hai?"

"Kripya ek pal rukiye," Robert computer ke samne baith kar kuch samay tak typing karte rahe. Uske hukum par, Alex ne kuch aur fingerprint scans diye jaise ki anumati ke liye.

"Ho gaya, Mr. Ambrose." Robert ne screen par "OK" button daba diya, aur Alex ka account dikha.

Robert computer screen ki taraf ishara karke bola, "Mr. Ambrose, aapke account ka balance abhi saatso chhah million dollar hai."

Robert ne rok na saka aur thandi hawa ka saans le liya. Is chhote se ladke ke paas ek bade dhan ki samriddhi thi. Yeh use ek pratishat ke top me sthan par rakhti thi. Adhikansh log us kadar paise ke baare me sapne bhi nahi dekh sakte.

Alex ko aankhon se screen par numbers dekh kar ajeeb sa lag raha tha. Usne khud ko yaad dilaya ki woh jaldi se ek ameer bacche ke darje mein adjust hona hai.

"Oh, aur aapke paas aur bhi samriddhi hai. Main abhi aapko dikhata hoon." Robert ne kai pages ko check karne ke liye screen par click kiya. Ant mein, usne fir se "OK" button daba diya.

Computer ne ek 4 x 4 grid display screen dikhaya.

"Yeh surveillance screen aapke pasand ki cheezein dikhata hai, jo aap dusre jagah par rakhte hain," Robert ne samjhaya. Usne screen ke upar left corner par click kiya aur The Hague bank ke branch ka feed dikhaya, jisme ek sports car dikh rahi thi. Neeche right corner mein likha tha, [Ferrari Pagani Huayra].

Robert ne ek ke baad ek aur screens Alex ke liye khole. Hawaii branch ne ek Dominica blue pearl bracelet aur chaar stacks sone ke bars dikhaye.

Cape Town branch mein pandrah 10-carat diamonds, dus pieces of ivory, aur aur kuch sone ke bars ke stacks the. Robert Alex ki samriddhi ko dekh kar apne aankhein phaila kar dekh rahe the. Unhone aise ameer vyakti ko kabhi nahi dekha tha. Shayad ek-dusva paise wale vyakti se bhi kam nahi.

"Theek hai, mujhe ek card chahiye," Alex ne kaha jab Robert apne vichaar jama karne ke liye taiyar ho paye.

"Haan, main turant iski vyavastha kar dunga. Kripya ek pal rukiye," Robert ne turant zaroori intezaam shuru kar diye. Das minute ke andar hi, ek Supreme Card taiyar ho gaya.

Robert ne Supreme Card ko dekha aur Alex ki samriddhi par socha. Yeh card Alex ke darje ke liye kaafi achha nahi tha, lekin yeh New York branch ke authorized card ka sabse ucha star tha.

Robert ne card ko prastut kiya. "Mr. Ambrose, yeh aapka card hai."

"Dhanyavaad," Alex ne card liya, khada hua aur kamre se bahar nikalne ki taraf chal diya.

"Mr. Ambrose, kripya thahariye." Robert itna bada grahak ko laparwah dikhane ki himmat nahi kar sakte the. Woh use vyaktigat roop se bahar dekhna chahta tha, lekin uske computer par asset checking system abhi tak band nahi hua tha, aur fingerprint verification machine, iris recognition apparatus, aur dusre sensitive equipment ko surakshit tareeke se wapas nahi kiya gaya tha. VIP room ke monitoring system mein district manager ke office se judi thi.

Karen hall mein vyakul hokar intezaar kar rahi thi. Itna samay tak wahan kya ho raha hai? usne socha. Kya woh ladka VIP room mein Mr. Miller ka khoon kar diya hai? Jitna vichar karti thi, utna hi dar lag raha tha. Woh darwaze par takrar karke jawaab maangne ke kagar par thi ki tabhi Alex vishwas se bhare kadam se kamre se bahar nikal aaye.

"Roko!" Karen chillaayi. Woh jaldi se uski taraf chal kar uske coat ko pakadti hui. "Tum nahi ja sakte. Tumne VIP kamre mein ghus kar toda hai. Jab hum confirm karenge ki kuchh chori nahi hui hai, tab main police ko bulakar tumhe sawaal poochhungi."

"Tum kya bol rahi ho?" Alex ne poochha. "Chhodo mujhe!"

Karen ne uske saath ladaai ki, lekin usko uske pocket mein jhaankne mein safal nahi ho saki.

Is aurat ko kya ho gaya hai? Alex ne socha. Usne toh uske saath takraar bhi nahi ki, lekin woh use is tarah dabaa rahi hai.

"Ye kya hai?" Karen ne Alex ke pocket se jhaanka aur use utha liya. Woh use jeet ki bhavna se dekh rahi thi, jaise woh uske gunaah ka saboot dhoondh hi liya hai. "Oh, tumne ek card chura liya. Ye ek jurm hai, aur mujhe police ko bulana padega."

Usko ye bhi nahi aaya ki card Alex ka ho sakta hai. Usne soch liya tha ki woh VIP kamre mein ghus gaya, bhool se wahan tha aur Mr. Miller ko sawaal pooch kar dhyaan hatane ka bahana banaya aur jab manager dhyaan nahi de raha tha, tab card chura liya.

"Chhodo mujhe!" Alex is aurat se pareshan tha.

"Tumhe chori karne ke baare mein koi afsos nahi hai?" Woh aur jyada dridh nishchay le gayi.

In dono ki wajah se itna tamasha hone laga tha ki dusre grahak bhi unki taraf chal kar Karen ki madad karne ke iraade se wahan aane lage.

Tabhi, saj-sajja kar apna kaam samapt kar chuke Robert VIP kamre se bahar chal diye.

As Robert emerged from the VIP room, he quickly assessed the situation. He could see the tension between Karen and Alex escalating, and it was clear that Karen's actions were unwise and potentially damaging. He realized that Karen was unaware of the true status of Alex as a wealthy and influential customer, and her confrontation with him could have serious consequences.

Robert's priority was to diffuse the situation and prevent any further escalation. He approached Karen and firmly said, "Karen, let go of him immediately." His tone conveyed both authority and urgency.

Karen, startled by Robert's sudden intervention, reluctantly released her grip on Alex's coat. She turned to face Robert, her expression filled with confusion and anger. "Robert, he broke into the VIP room! He must be held accountable!"

Robert maintained his composure and replied, "Karen, you don't understand. Mr. Ambrose is an esteemed customer of our bank, and his presence in the VIP room was authorized. I have personally verified his identity and assets."

Karen's eyes widened in disbelief. She had never imagined that Alex could be a valuable customer. She stuttered, "But... I thought he stole a card."

Robert shook his head. "No, Karen. He is a legitimate account holder. In fact, his account holds considerable wealth. It's crucial that we handle this situation with utmost care and respect."

Realizing her mistake, Karen felt a mix of embarrassment and regret. She understood the gravity of the situation and the potential repercussions for her own career. "I... I didn't know. I'm sorry," she murmured, her voice filled with remorse.

Robert turned to Alex and offered a sincere apology. "Mr. Ambrose, please accept my deepest apologies for this unfortunate incident. Your satisfaction and trust are of utmost importance to us. Is there anything else I can assist you with?"

Alex, still visibly annoyed but now aware of the gravity of the situation, nodded curtly. "No, I'm done here. Just ensure that incidents like this don't happen again."

Robert nodded in understanding. "Absolutely, Mr. Ambrose. Rest assured, I will personally ensure that your banking experience remains flawless from now on."

With that, Alex walked out of the room, followed by Robert, leaving Karen standing there, contemplating the consequences of her actions. It was a lesson learned the hard way, reminding her of the importance of thorough assessment and professional conduct in her role.

As they exited the VIP room, Robert vowed to address the issue in Monday's meeting and take steps to prevent such misunderstandings in the future. The incident had highlighted the significance of handling high-profile clients with utmost care and respect, and he was determined to uphold the bank's reputation while nurturing the relationship with Alex and his influential family.

"Ruko!" Robert ne Alex aur Karen ke beech daudte hue aa gaye.

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