Novel & Cerita Carte Blanche Card

He held out a slick white business card. She glanced at the card. Aegis Group was printed on it in a neat type, no nonsense, no logo. Thick cardstock, with that fancy grain that spoke of understated money. These weren't bargain business cards some scam artists got off the Internet. It was the nice stuff only those who dealt with rich people used.

We spent the day upgrading. First, the cards. Mom had a design program on her laptop. We created elegant but filthy business cards—matte black with gold lettering. On the front: Ebony Elite Pleasures – Discreet & Unforgettable. A simple silhouette of two curvaceous women. On the back, our anonymous contact info, rates (high), and a tagline: Let us worship your success… and drain every drop. We printed a thick stack on premium cardstock at a local shop, giggling like schoolgirls in the car on the way home.

But no one was around, with a sigh she picked them up and some how her lips stretched in to a wide smile. Her eyes once again shone with happiness, she still wondered who would give her such. The click sound of a camera went off from a distance but didn't notice, Champagne walked back in to her apartment. She placed the flowers in the vases and opened the pink card "I didn't know you could look this beautiful in the mornings " Champagne's eyes scanned the card again and again. Her fingers shook and she shuddered in fear and confusion. What scared her more was the fact the this wasn't Thoma's hand writing.

He looked at PS with a question on his face. “It's a gift from me.” He chuckled. Andy pushed the wallet back. “I can’t take this.” “Hahaha! I was kidding! Our company can’t let its Senior VP be seen with a run of the mill brand. We have a tie up with Michael Kors, Armani, Ralph Lauren and Gancini. You just need to use this card when you pay for anything in this country.” He opened the wallet and took out a black card. Andy took the black Mastercard in his hand and stared at his name embossed in gold on it.

Haven took the card after Camela gave it to him and put it in a black wallet that was very worn and unfit for use. Haven's true power lies in his hands, after three years he renounced all the wealth and power he had as the billionaire war god most feared in the military and business world. The Royal Express MasterCard is the number one rarest BlackCard. In this world, there are only seven types of cards. Only special and selected people are invited by the world bank. with a minimum wealth of 100 billion rupiah who can get the card, must also meet the selection requirements.

he said. Before she could react, Nathan slipped his hand into his jacket pocket and pulled out a sleek black leather wallet. He took out a matte black card, no numbers, just a small logo and her name embossed in silver. He held it between two fingers, like it was nothing. “Black Centurion card. No limit. Been in your name since last week.” He flicked the card onto the bed behind her, casual, like tossing spare change. “Use it for whatever you need. Whatever you want.”

“It’s not something you just find lying around. Express black cards are issued directly to the richest of the rich. There's no spending limit on that card, Maddy.” She paused, glancing briefly around the restaurant. “They’re given to maybe three or four people in the entire pack.” “Okay…” I said casually, grabbing the menu. My eyes scrolled through it. “The salmon looks good,” I said to her, my eyes still on the menu. “Maddy!” Vanessa called through gritted teeth. “Look at me right now; I’m not joking with you, Maddy.” She leaned forward and slammed the menu closed, forcing me to look at her.

I leaned back in my chair smugly. “Good,” I said. For a second Dominic looked like he might argue. Instead he turned his head slightly toward Mr. Hawthorne. The assistant immediately stepped forward and placed something on the table in front of me. A black card. My eyes dropped to it. My brain took a second to register what it was and then I slowly looked back up. Dominic’s expression was completely unreadable again. “Unlimited budget,” he said calmly. “For whatever you need for the trip.” I stared at the card again. It looked simple. But something about holding it felt… dangerous. Like being handed a loaded weapon and told to behave responsibly. My fingers slowly picked it up and I turned i

They had a million questions in their heads, wondering if the card was a unique card they had never seen before and if Henry was someone with a unique identity. Caroline asked incredulously, "Mr. Yates, are you mistaken? Look at him—" "Shut up!" Mr. Yates cursed at Caroline, "Do you know what card this is? This is the Everising Platinum Card with a limit of 50 million dollars. This gentleman here is someone with a special identity. How dare you be disrespectful toward him. Do you want to lose your job?" Once again, everyone was shocked. They regretted the terrible treatment they had given Henry earlier.

"Just making sure." I nodded to reassure her. "You too. It's part of the contract not to disclose anything about us." She nodded lightly. As she was about to close the gate, I stopped her. "Wait." I reached into my wallet in the back pocket and pulled out a card. The black one. Made of stainless steel and carbon fiber. I handed it to her. She furrowed her brows. "What's this?" "Use that card whenever you need it. There's no limit. Spend as much as you want. You can buy a house, a condo, a car, a yacht, or anything else that would make you happy. It's fine."