Chapter 15
Two years passed, and Sterling Investment Group reached unprecedented heights in the international financial markets.
I was named Time Magazine's Person of the Year, my face featured on the cover under the title: “The Sovereign Queen.”
I spent my time traveling between New York, London, and Tokyo, closing multi-billion-dollar infrastructure deals.
My life was filled with purpose, power, and genuine, unshakeable peace.
One morning while in my Tokyo penthouse suite, Marcus walked in holding a confidential intelligence folder.
“Madam Chairperson, Julian Harrison was released on early parole this morning due to prison overcrowding,” Marcus reported.
“He has returned to Manhattan and is currently living in a shelter in Queens.”
I looked out over the skyline of Tokyo, feeling completely detached from the man who had once broken my heart.
“Is he attempting to contact the press?” I asked calmly.
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“No,” Marcus replied. “He is working as a night janitor at a commercial building on 42nd Street.”
“The very building his former company used to rent.”
