Chapter 3
Richard frantically snatched his phone from his pocket, his manicured hands shaking uncontrollably.
A wall of urgent emergency alerts illuminated his screen in bright red warnings.
His multi-million-dollar real estate firm, Vance Development, had just lost its primary credit facility after an emergency buyout by Garcia Holdings.
"You... you bought my corporate debt?" Richard gasped, his silver hair falling disheveled across his forehead.
"All seventy-five million dollars of it, as of eight o'clock this morning," Mateo replied, stepping closer until he stood inches from the trembling mogul.
"Which means your mansion in River Oaks, your yachts in Galveston, and that pinstripe suit you're wearing belong to me."
Richard’s mouth opened and closed like a dying fish as the reality of his complete financial execution set in.
The sales representatives who had previously cowered before Richard were now staring at him with suppressed laughter.
"Why would you do this to me?" Richard whispered, his voice cracking with pathetic vulnerability. "I don't even know who you are!"
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"You don't remember ten years ago, do you, Richard?" Mateo asked, a dark, cold fire igniting in his dark eyes.
"You drove a small family auto shop in East Houston into bankruptcy just to clear land for your commercial strip mall."
