Chapter 5
"Sir. We have all the evidence," the bloody man spoke into his phone, his voice steady, low, and entirely devoid of fear.
His words cut through the ambient ballroom silence like a razor-sharp blade, carrying clearly across the expansive hardwood floor.
Julian heard the sentence echo in his ears, and the color instantly drained from his handsome, aristocratic face.
His aggressive posture crumbled, replaced by a sudden, violent wave of nausea that gripped his stomach with icy claws.
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"What did you say?" Julian muttered under his breath, taking an involuntary half-step backward away from the injured young man.
The untouchable Wall Street billionaire realized with horrifying clarity that his carefully concealed criminal enterprise was completely compromised.
