Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 71: Their discussion had gathered a crowd, especially when the crowd learned that the striking young woman in front of them was rumored to be a black card holder.

Murmurs began to swirl among the curious.

He could be faking A black card at his age Of course, it's possible.

The power of attorney does not come with a birth certificate.

Keep your eyes peeled, you might want to get online if you come across it again.

Everyone in the restaurant understood that dining here was about more than just the cuisine.

Many came looking for the opportunity to close important deals.

Having a membership card meant having the necessary contacts.

Naturally, profit was the most important thing.

Therefore, everyone was eager to find out if this woman was the real deal or just a suitor.

Allison, meanwhile, looked at Colton and Melany like simple buffoons, with her arms crossed, defiant.

.

I didn't want to make a fuss, but with clowns like you spoiling the mood, I'd better.

With a dismissive gesture, Allison walked over to the ID verification machine, pressing her hand against it.

The moment her fingerprint was scanned , the lights flickered dramatically.

The machine's screen flashed red and a cheerful AI voice announced: A warm welcome to black card user 001! The scene left the diners speechless.

There were only ten black cards in the entire world, and she was the first.

That meant she was probably a close confidant of the restaurant's enigmatic owner.

Many were stunned.

by the restaurant

the

deal here, so

the black card 001 She must

the

No… it can't be.

here with his

him hard: he was

dreams had Colton imagined that the woman he once called a housewife, orphan and without

prestigious establishment.

realized that he had

passed through his mind like a

in the pottery, her youthful face lighting up

the same woman he had

admitted that he had never

in disbelief and

must have used some shady connection to get promoted! There

Colton, my stomach hurts.

can go,” Melany whispered

at his hand,

thing he wanted was

remained motionless, absorbed in his

her voice

I told you my stomach

to the hospital, please? Still consumed by

unable to understand how

perfume… I could blame it on

carded at Jazmín Restaurant all

me