Parker was still mentally juggling how to blow more cash when his phone buzzed, snapping him out of it.
Unknown number.
He frowned but picked up anyway.
"Mr. Black?" The voice was sharp, professional—definitely someone corporate. "This is Patricia from JPMorgan Chase's executive services. Your requested cash withdrawal has been prepared and is ready for pickup at our branch in LA. Would you prefer us to arrange private delivery instead?"
Parker blinked, then remembered. Cassidy. She must've processed the request for a hefty stack of physical cash, it was ready now. He smirked, leaning back. Well, might as well make a show of it.
"Nah, just have it in the I'll swing by myself. Thanks." He hung up before she could reply, already standing and stretching.
A trip to get some cash, why not? Sounded like the perfect excuse to finally test drive one of his Rolls Royces. "Yeah...definitely feels like a Rolls kinda day," he muttered, heading toward the master bathroom.
Shower time.
