2026-05-13 00:59:23“Oh my! It’s a black card!” Someone exclaimed.
“I heard that only extremely wealthy people have access to such cards. It’s a very unique card and there are limited copies scattered all over the world. Maybe only a hundred of such.”
“Yes indeed! It has been reported that there are only 20 copies reserved for high net worth individuals in the country.”
“This man here might not be an ordinary man.”
The manager himself was surprised by this. Although he had suspected Alan to be a rich scion, he didn’t expect that he would have access to a black card. This man was an esteemed customer!
“It could be fake,” Lin pointed out and the rest nodded. “Someone of his status cannot possibly possess a black card!”
“Lin!” The manager said with gritted teeth. However, even he himself was having doubts about Alan’s identity but a customer’s reputation should not be ruined.
The manager was an older man so he had knowledge of things. If Alan wasn’t able to pay he would definitely send him to the police and make him pay a fine for trespassing.
Alan wasn’t bothered about the chaos going on around him. He swiped his card and all eyes peered towards the machine. Breaths were being held and Lin was staring at Rex with a mocking smile, already envisioning how the police would drag him away for wasting their time.
Beep!
Transaction successful!
“What?!”
Everyone was stunned. They all stared at Alan in a new light. The women in the store all began to envy whoever was the lucky woman that held his heart.
“Pack it up for me,” Alan said, putting his card back into his pocket.
“Yes sir!” The manager nodded. “Lin, pack it up!”
“Huh? Yes sir, of course!” Lin rushed to pack up the jewellery with a flushed face. How could she not have known that he was a rich person? She would have gotten a huge commission from this sale but now she had missed it! Did he do this purposefully?
“Do well to come again, sir!”
Alan walked out of the store without paying them any more attention and hailed down a taxi to go home. It was now time to meet his beloved wife. He hoped she hadn’t been too lonely without him all this time because she had promised him that she would wait for him.
Back at the store, the manager was furious. Who knows what that gentleman must be thinking about their store right now? And it’s all because of this blabbermouth! He was glaring hard at Lin who was visibly shaking.
“Do you know what you have done?! You have stained the reputation of our store! How do you expect such a distinguished customer to come and patronise this store again?”
Lin’s eyes were teary. She had been a big fool, if only she had minded her business and done her work well, she wouldn’t have to be in such a situation.
She dropped to her knees immediately. “Please, Mr. White, it won’t happen again. I regret my actions!’
“Of course, it will not happen again. You are fired!” With a cold look, Manager White walked away despite Ann’s pleadings.
…
Rex stepped out of the taxi and stared at the courtyard gate he was familiar with and was rather nervous about returning home. He wondered how his wife and her family would react to his homecoming.
His comrades in the army would be shocked if they saw how anxious their cold commander was right now all because of a woman.
Holding the gift box in his hand, he breathed in deeply and put on a small smile and was about to ring the bell. He heard sounds of laughter in the house.
“Mr. Fletcher, I can see the love in your eyes when you look at Lucia’s tummy. The child will definitely take after you.”
Alan took a step back. That voice was the voice of his mother in-law, Ann.
What child was she talking about? Is Lucia pregnant?
He shook his head. That can’t be possible. Lucia cannot betray him and lay with another man. It’s impossible! She loved him!
“Aunt, haven’t I told you to stop being formal to me? I’m your son in-law now; you don’t have to call me by my last name anymore.”
“Well, you both just got married and I’ve been used to calling you Mr. Fletcher. If you want me to stop then I can do that,” Ann said with a laugh.
Lucia remarried and she is pregnant? This wasn’t making any sense to Alan as his mind was thrown into a disoriented fit.
He will have to find out for himself!
Bang!
Bang!
“Who is it?” Ann shouted. “Hold on! Don’t break the door.”
“Mom, hold on. Let me get to the door.”
Alan’s heart skipped a beat at the sound of his wife’s voice, he just hoped whatever he heard was not true. Lucia would never give up on their love so easily!
“No, no! I can’t let you do that. You might hurt yourself and the baby,” Ann stated with worry.
“I’ll be fine. It might be the baby’s stuff I ordered. I want to be the first one to hold it.”
“Alright then, you have always been stubborn like your father. May he rest in peace,” Ann said a sad sigh.
“Aunt, you don’t have to be sad. I and Lucia are here for you, don’t worry,” Michael Fletcher said, comforting her.
“Yes, mom.”
Alan was getting agitated. He was confused, he had heard all what they had said but he couldn’t believe it! He had to see for himself!
Raising his hand, he knocked again.
Bang! Bang!
“I’m warning you for the last time! Don’t break the door down! Lucia, please go check, I wonder why the delivery man is so impatient.”
Lucia opened the door and her face went pale immediately, her hand subconsciously moved to her protruding belly. Alan stared at her with shock and then at her stomach.
So it was true.
Lucia had indeed remarried and she had gotten pregnant!
“A-Alan, what are you doing here?”
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