The Black card password is my birthday
Caroline froze mid–motion, her hand suspended in the air.
Fine. She wouldn’t wipe her lips!
“Are you satisfied now?” she asked. “Can you fulfil your promise?”
“I never expected your weakness to be money.”
“I….”
Before Caroline could respond, David casually pushed back his blazer and pulled a black card from his inner pocket.
“Here, take it.”
He casually tossed it onto her. The sleek black card landed on her leg, its card number embossed in gold lettering.
“It’s a supplementary card, password’s my birthday,” David said as he started the car, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. “No spending limit. How much you actually get to use depends entirely on how much I allow.”
Watching her lower herself, learning to kiss him just for a bonus, he thought…
Giving her the black card would make her more obedient and docile in front of him.
Spending a little money for peace of mind Isees it as a perfectly worthwhile deal. After all, I wasn’t short on money. I had more than enough. And she just happened to need it. I offered, she accepted.
But David had completely underestimated Caroline!
She stared at the black card on her leg, its stark contrast against her skin evoking a deep sense of humiliation.
What an utterly humiliating gesture, as if I were someone being bought. It reminds me of that night I never want to remember.
Had Nash handed money to the Brooks family in the same manner, How much had they sold her for? To this day, she didn’t even know her “price.”
She picked up the black card between her fingers. “Thanks, but I no need.”
Her movements were swift and resolute as she pushed the card back into his pocket.
David was momentarily stunned. “Why?”
“I want a bonus because it’s something I’ve earned, it’s my compensation for working hard and using my expertise. But what you’re giving me feels like a tip. David, I may be short on money, but I want clean hard earned money.” Caroline said.
“You’re saying my money isn’t clean?”
“At least, the way you’re giving it to me is money I don’t want.”
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Chapter 90 The Black card password is my birthday
David let out a cold laugh. “Ungrateful.”
That black card had never been handed to anyone before until today!
And she rejected it?
“Then consider me ungrateful,” Caroline replied calmly “I’ll only take what I deserve.”
Caroline had her principles, and she wouldn’t compromise them.
Finished
David with one hand on the steering wheel, pulled the ard from his pocket with the other. Without hesitation, he tossed it out the partially open window.
Caroline gasped. “What are you doing?”
“Once I give something away, I never take it back.”
Since she don’t want it, then throw it away!
“You…”
Forget it, let him do what he want, he have the money to burn!
The atmosphere in the car grew tense, they didn’t spoke, and David’s face darkened like a storm cloud.
Minutes ago, they had been lost in a passionate kiss. Now, they felt like strangers.
Caroline always have this ability to make me feel relaxed and amused, yet also drive me into a fit of rage!What frustrates him even more is that after we get back to the Ellison residence, she take a shower flop onto the sofaand fall asleep immediately.
Caroline completely exhausted and fall asleep right away. But David… he stays awake until dawn!
He already has trouble sleeping, and after getting frustrated with Caroline, it becomes even worse.
When morning comes and the alarm goes off, Caroline wake up feeling refreshed, stretch, yawn, and casually greet with David, “Morning.”
He walks right past Caroline, completely ignore her.
Weren’t men supposed to be the ones who could sleep peacefully after a fight, while women tossed and turned?Why, with Caroline, was it the other way around!