The luxury boutique in the heart of the city was quiet, filled only with the scent of expensive perfume and soft classical music playing in the background. But the tranquility shattered in an instant.
“What do you mean all my cards were declined?!” Madam Vivian’s voice rang out sharply, echoing through the marble-lined room.
The female cashier flinched. “I’m sorry, Madam... we tried all three of your cards. Each transaction was rejected by the bank’s system.”
“I’m a VIP customer! I’ve been shopping here for over twenty years! Try again!” she snapped, slamming her diamond-adorned hand on the counter.
The cashier hesitated, then ran the card once more. The result was the same.
“I’m sorry, Madam. Your accounts appear to be... frozen.”
Heads turned. Several customers glanced over; a few
