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He thought that Blaze deserves to know that he will have a lesser time for him while he is on his online games. "You need money?" Blaze asked without hesitation which made Ace gape at him and become speechless. Blaze continued to stare at him, waiting for his response, and got impatient so he turned around to his desk and got something from his bag. "Here" Blaze casually handed him a card which the latter had only stared in a daze. "You can use that for whatever you will need it for '' Blaze continued while he raised the card towards Ace who slightly tilted his head to clear his mind.

she explained. She then handed me the other card, in a leather protective cover, “This card is your personal Black card. Do you know what this is?” She asked me, and I shook my head no. “I don’t know what it is specifically for, but I do know that it is a credit card only the people deemed as having the highest net worth are allowed to have.”

I ignored him and kept my face up straight. “Common, take it. It’s for you.” I remained unresponsive for a while. When his hand hung for a few more seconds, I felt a bit guilty and finally turned my face to look at him. He was still holding it and staring at me. I took the card from his hand and rotate around to know what it truly was. It wasn’t a complimentary card as I suspected, but it was a black credit card. It’s extra exclusively owned by the ultrawealthy people in the country. My eyes widen in shock, this is my first time seeing a black card, I only heard that only extremely wealthy people owned a black card in the country. I know Lucas was a wealthy man, but I didn’t think is that w

He scoffed, almost teasing, before pulling out a sleek black card and placing it in her palm. "Amelie," Grandmother called softly, her voice both commanding and gentle, and before I could decline, she was already tucking the card firmly into my hand. "This is the Belmont customized black card. It doesn’t have any limit. Things are hard, and I even heard you have a son. You need all the help you can get." The weight of the card in my palm felt heavier than it should have. A black customized card without limit. Just how wealthy were the Belmonts?

“This isn’t just any elite card. This is the absolute pinnacle, the rarest and most powerful card in existence. While the Black Elite Card is already reserved for billionaires and opens most doors… the Obsidian Black sits far above it. It’s not even in the same league.” She leaned in slightly, her voice dropping with excitement. “With this card, every single charge, no matter how enormous can be completely waived. Private jets, entire collections of rare jewellery, yachts, villas… it doesn’t matter the amount. The Obsidian Black commands total authority. Limits? They simply don’t exist for the person in possession of it. The lucky person could purchase this entire mall ten times over — yes,

However as Mr Sanchez continued to examine the card his expression changed, when he noticed something about the card that caught his attention. He was very intrigued by the card. "Interesting," Mr. Sanchez murmured thoughtfully, flipping the card to examine the other side. Its surface shined with a silvery white metal. And it also had special designs that made it look opulent. The words ‘Platinum Elite Express Card’ were written on it, in bold lettering, signaling its exclusivity. But that was not the only thing that caught Mr Sanchez's attention, on the corner of the card, he noticed something, it was an emblem.

Samuel said, shifting his sight to the card Celine was clutching. "This is your personal aversion against Miss Laskin and not a concern to the lawfulness of the card" he added with a bored displeasure. "It is not what you think, Mr. Petrov" Cynthia vehemently shook her head in denial. But Samuel remained unperturbed, looking at her with his unremarkable demeanor. "This is a Centurion Black Card, exclusive to billionaires. I do not suppose Kamilla Laskin could afford this card, Mr. Petrov." Cynthia cast Kamilla a disdainful look when she mentioned her name.

Zade looked shocked and I suddenly felt self conscious. “Of course I haven't. I was not exactly in a situation where I could know things like that.” I muttered under my breath, shifting back a bit, I didn't feel comfortable anymore. Zade's eyes softened, and he leaned back in his chair, exhaling slowly as if carefully weighing his response, “Elaine… This isn’t just any card. It’s a Centurion card. A black card. You can use it anywhere, auctions, boutiques, you name it. There’s no limit. Well, none that you’d have to worry about.” He paused, his gaze never leaving mine, “You’re free to use it however you need to accomplish what you want. I trust you.”

I dart a panicked glance toward the driver, then press my fingers lightly over his lips before I can think better of it. He catches my wrist gently, not pulling my hand away, just holding it there for a second. Then he reaches into his jacket and pulls out a matte-black wallet that matches everything else about him—the car, the watch, the quiet confidence. “Here.” He slides a sleek black card across the leather seat between us. I stare at it, then at him. “What’s this?” “Centurion card.” He says it simply, like it’s no big deal. “It’ll cover your father’s treatment. And anything else you need. Don’t worry about the limit.”

Nancy waved at her secretary who bowed before excusing herself out of the room. Nancy placed the box on the coffee table in front of Rose. She slowly lifted the lid to open the box and reveal the content inside. Sitting on a red silk cloth inside the box was a shining black card which she took out from the box and respectfully handed it over to Rose. “This is our bank's exclusive black credit card which is only issued to our most important clients and it's also customized the way you wanted as well. Now that you own one of these, you should know that this is a card with no spending limit. The card also gives you priorities when shopping and making reservations for hotels,. restaurant and eve