God Of War Returns as a Daddy
Chapter 56 Come Here, Lick It Off

Chapter 56 Come here, Lick it off

At a certain point, Marcia suddenly wanted to run away.

She was too nervous!

Especially after the clerk left, two security guards came up to Marcia,one left and one right about two meters behind her. They didn't speak,they didn't approach her, they just stared at her in bewilderment.

They seemed to guess that she wanted to run away and were ready torush to catch her...

"Mr. France, we've got a problem!"

The woman ran with the black card in her hand, stumbled to themanager's office on the second floor, and banged in without knockingon the door.

It gave Mr. France, who was making tea in his office, a shiver.

His hand shook and the tea spilled over the desk.

"What's the matter?"

Looking up at the clerk, Mr. France, with an angry face, said coldly,"How can you be so jumpy? What you're about to say, it better scareme, or..."

He looked down at the water stains on his desk and said, "Come here,lick it off!"

The female clerk was also startled immediately.

Lick it?

She blushed a little and, without thinking of the mess, reached out herhand and handed Mr. France the black card, "Mr. France, look what itis!"

"What's this?"

Mr. France continued to make tea, scanning the black card at random.Like the woman's first reaction, he didn't recognize it. "Is that why yougave me such a fright and made my hands shake?"

Apparently, Mr. France was not satisfied with the explanation given bythe clerk.

“I've just tried it on the card reader," she said sternly, "it said this blackcard is issued by Universal Bank. I have no right to inquire about thespecific level, so I want to show you..."

In the middle of her words, Mr. France involuntarily shivered again. Hisright hand, which was holding a teapot, gave another uncontrollableshudder, and the teapot slipped and crashed onto the desk.

Hot tea flowed everywhere, which made a lot of papers wet.

But this time, Mr. France let it go.

He could not care less about her now!

He jerked his head up, stared at the female clerk with a wide-eyedexpression of disbelief, and asked, "I beg your pardon. Which bank wasit?"

"Universal Bank!"

The female clerk breathed a secret sigh of relief, thinking, "Mr. France,you are kind of freaked out, aren't you?"

"I don't think I need to lick those stains out, do 1?"

"Give it to me!"

The corners of Mr. France's mouth twitched fiercely as he snatched theblack Card from her. He turned it over and looked at it for a long time,then tapped on the keyboard, and soon a picture appeared on thecomputer screen on his desk.

He stared at the picture repeatedly, comparing it with the blacksupreme card in his hand. About three minutes later, Mr. Franceexclaimed, "Oh, my god, it's a Universal Bank card!"

"Also, it is probably a limited edition of Black Supreme card!"Probably...

Yes, only probably. Because even Mr. France did not have access toUniversal Bank's supreme Black card, but through comparison andsome of the information found, a rough guess could be made.

He couldn't say it was a sure bet. At least, it was more than 50-50!"Black Card supreme?"

Although the female clerk had already had her own guesses and madecorresponding psychological preparations before coming, she was stillshocked to hear these words from Mr. France!

Of course, she knew what those simple words meant!

"Where's its owner?"

Recognizing the significance of the black card, Mr. France blushed inexcitement and asked, "What about the man with the black card? Whatdoes he look like? Who is he?"

"Is he a Sanchez?"

In Hilshire, when it came to wealth and power, no one could compare tothe richest man Owen Sanchez. So, if there was only one person inHilshire who deserved a black card like this, it was Owen Sanchez."No."

She shook her head and said, "The person who came to the bank withthe black card was a middle-aged woman in her forties or fifties, veryplain dressed and very nervous."

"Most importantly, she didn't seem to know it was a Universal Bankcard. She thought it was a membership card from some club..."

The clerk told Mr. France exactly what had happened.

"Oh?"

Mr. France, whose excited face had darkened, snorted, "You mean shedidn't own the card, but she picked it up or stole it?"

“I'm just suspicious. I'm not sure. That's why I'm here to ask you."

The female clerk dared not make a final decision on such an importantmatter, because she could not bear the responsibility if she made amistake. "According to her, it belongs to her son-in-law."

"Her son-in-law?"

Mr. France jumped to his feet and snorted without thinking, “Bullshit!Who does she think her son-in-law is? Luis Sanchez, the son of theSanchez family? Is he the son of one of the capital City's rich families?""That son of a bitch deserves a black card like that? Liar!"

He was very angry!

"I think so."

The clerk nodded, “When I asked her who her son-in-law was, shehemmed and hawed, as if she was trying to hide something."

"Where is she now?" asked Mr. France.

"Still in the lobby on the first floor."

She said, "When I got here earlier, I had security on her in case sheescaped.”

"Good! Well done!"

Mr. France thought for a moment and said, “Call the police immediatelyand ask Mr. Young to come here himself. Then, ask the security guardto take the old woman who stole the card to the security room."

"I'd like to see who had the audacity to steal a black card fromUniversal Bank and come here and play us around in broad daylight."What Mr. France did not say was that he wanted to know more aboutthe real owner of the Black Supreme card than the identity of the thief."Anyway, he must be one hell of a man. If I help him get his black cardback, I should be able to earn his favor, right? Wouldn't I be luckyenough to make a fortune if he helped me a little? Aha..."

With this thought in mind, Mr. France was very happy. He left themanager's office in a menacing manner and headed straight for thesecurity room...

In the lobby on the first floor.

The two security guards who had been on the lookout got a phone call.They looked at each other, strode over to the nervous Marcia andwhispered, "Hello. Could you come with us, please?"

Then, one by one, they grabbed Marcia by both arms and turned heraway.

Marcia turned pale immediately!