A Billionaire's Secret lifestyle

r. The hum of the engine was a dull soundtrack to the storm in his m

acting alone. Sophia was a pawn-albeit a dangerous one-in a much larger game. For the first t

ompartment, its presence both a comfort and a grim reminder of h

y pacing the living room. Her face was pale, he

anded, rushing toward him. "I'

, his movements deliberate. "I was d

with her? What does th

on before speaking. "She's been working against me this whole time. Feedi

as involved, but I didn't think..." She trailed of

o face her, his ey

accountant for Hartley Industries. He said Sophia isn't just invol

always known Sophia was ambitious, but to hear she

ll you?" Alexander a

whole network-powerful people using Hartley Industries as a front for money lau

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re in t

mming against the table. Across from her, a man i

," the man said, his vo

ents. "He's smarter than we gave him credit for," she admitted. "But

teepling his fingers. "Wh

e her that. But she doesn't have the reach o

n we proceed with the next phase. Hartley Industries is only one

yes. She had underestimated Alexander once, and it h

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the Pe

er had pulled from the company's locked servers. The documents were da

y're funneling billions through fake accounts, financing black market trade ro

s voice tinged with both anger and disbe

r. "Maybe he was, but you don't ha

y're everywhere. They have connections, re

g happening in two days. A gathering of everyone involved in this netwo

rocessing the informatio

ation," Emily admitted. "Only tha

n hardening his features. "The

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s Count

. She accessed the Hartley Industries database, initiating a

a notification popped up on her screen: "Un

ead, pulling files before she could stop him. She curs

han I thought,

f Alexander wanted to play this g

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ght Rev

through the stolen files. One document s

and photographs of weapons sh

ice barely above a whisper. "This is a full-scale

into focus. His company wasn't just a tool in a financial scheme

ut this down,"

be smart. If they know we're o

. It was a text from an unknown number: "You're playing a

essage to Emily

y know," he

Emily replied, her voice s

d deadly. Alexander and Emily were running out