A Father And His Wolves novel Chapter 56

At a certain point, Marcia suddenly wanted to run away.

She was too nervous!

Especially after the clerk left, two security guards came up to Marcia, one left and one right about two meters behind her. They didn’t speak, they didn’t approach her, they just stared at her in bewilderment.

They seemed to guess that she wanted to run away and were ready to rush to catch her…

…

“Mr. France, we’ve got a problem!”

The woman ran with the black card in her hand, stumbled to the manager’s office on the second floor, and banged in without knocking on the door.

It gave Mr. France, who was making tea in his office, a shiver.

His hand shook and the tea spilled over the desk.

“What’s the matter?”

Looking up at the clerk, Mr. France, with an angry face, said coldly, “How can you be so jumpy? What you’re about to say, it better scare me, or…”

He looked down at the water stains on his desk and said, “Come here, lick it off!”

The female clerk was also startled immediately.

Lick it?

She blushed a little and, without thinking of the mess, reached out her hand and handed Mr. France the black card, “Mr. France, look what it is!”

“What’s this?”

Mr. France continued to make tea, scanning the black card at random. Like the woman’s first reaction, he didn’t recognize it. “Is that why you gave me such a fright and made my hands shake?”

Apparently, Mr. France was not satisfied with the explanation given by the clerk.

“I’ve just tried it on the card reader,” she said sternly, “it said this black card is issued by Universal Bank. I have no right to inquire about the specific level, so I want to show you…”

In the middle of her words, Mr. France involuntarily shivered again. His right hand, which was holding a teapot, gave another uncontrollable shudder, and the teapot slipped and crashed onto the desk.

Hot tea flowed everywhere, which made a lot of papers wet.

But this time, Mr. France let it go.

He could not care less about her now!

He jerked his head up, stared at the female clerk with a wide-eyed expression of disbelief, and asked, “I beg your pardon. Which bank was it?”

“Universal Bank!”

The female clerk breathed a secret sigh of relief, thinking, “Mr. France, you are kind of freaked out, aren’t you?”

“I don’t think I need to lick those stains out, do I?”

“Give it to me!”

The corners of Mr. France’s mouth twitched fiercely as he snatched the black Card from her. He turned it over and looked at it for a long time, then tapped on the keyboard, and soon a picture appeared on the computer screen on his desk.

He stared at the picture repeatedly, comparing it with the black supreme card in his hand. About three minutes later, Mr. France exclaimed, “Oh, my god, it’s a Universal Bank card!”

“Also, it is probably a limited edition of Black Supreme card!”

Probably…

Yes, only probably. Because even Mr. France did not have access to Universal Bank’s supreme Black card, but through comparison and some of the information found, a rough guess could be made.

He couldn’t say it was a sure bet. At least, it was more than 50-50!