Quick Turnaround

Feifei delicately reached into Benjamin's left pants pocket. Yet, all she could find within was a wallet.

Benjamin spoke with calm assurance, "The ID card you're looking for is tucked away safely in that wallet of mine."

Feifei couldn't shake off a slight sense of unease as she asked, "Sir, do you mind if I take a peek inside?"

Benjamin offered a simple nod, affirming, "You possess complete authority in this matter."

Following this, Feifei deftly opened Benjamin's wallet, swiftly extracting his identification card. Upon a cursory examination, she couldn't help but observe that Benjamin's wallet seemed rather devoid, perhaps not even containing a sum exceeding $50.

The peculiarity struck Feifei as rather uncommon; a high-ranking executive brandishing a black card, yet his rather modest faux-leather wallet held no more than a meager $50. An intriguing contradiction, wouldn't you agree?

Certainly, one could easily misconstrue him as a potential pilferer of executive black cards, given hi
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