"Is that true, Charles? You stole someone else's gold card?" The university president asked. "No, Sir. I never stole anyone else's card. That card is my own, Sir!" Charles argued. The university president stared at Deon, asking him to explain what happened and why he dared to enter the president's room without knocking. "Deon! Explain! Don't let all this be just your tricks!" "I'm sure that he stole someone else's wallet while working at the hotel, Sir! He works as a bodyguard there, and I'm sure he must have stolen it while working. Otherwise, how could he have the card? Besides, he also had dinner at a 7-star hotel yesterday. How could he pay for the bill if he didn't steal it?" Deon explained at length. "Charles, show me the card you have." "Here, Mr. Samuel." The university president, Samuel, received a gold card from Charles. He looked at each side of the card; he scrutinized whether the card was indeed Charles' or not. Just for information, gold cards cannot be owned by
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