Black cards were often custom luxury credit cards that banks issued to exclusive customers. Many could only dream of owning such a card, and based on what the director knew, no more than ten wealthy families across the country were rich enough to have their family monograms engraved on their bank cards.

Not to mention, none of those affluent families were from Almiron City.

“Crap! I’m in deep shit now,” the director thought, his face paling like a ghost while his lips trembled. He then shot a