The Black Card System

Chapter Seventy Five

Charles immediately fished out a casual sweatshirt, took off his white shirt, and pulled the sweatshirt over his head.

Business men did anything for business' sake, he kept on repeating in his head as he styled his hair in front of the mirror.

"Perfect." He whispered to himself, slathering cream on it. All he needed at the moment was the perfect way to gain her trust. She wasn't to know that it was the power she exercised over her husband that he needed, and not her, unless she might be unwilling because he could tell she was going to be a handful of she wanted to cause trouble.

After trying to look his best, Charles left his house in a casual yellow sweatshirt, grey pants, and his hair styled to perfection while still maintaining a casual look, and hailed a cab, telling the driver the address he was going to.

About half an hour later, Charles showed up at Mr. Dane's residence when the moon was already high in the sky, shining down in a beautiful crescent.

His fingers found the bell