The financial tabloids hitting the stands across Europe and the Americas were unrelenting. Every headline mocked Julian Moore on every major front page, calling him the "Billionaire Sucker" who had blindly thrown away nearly two hundred million dollars on cheap glass and grossly overpriced fake jewelry.Inside his luxury suite at the First City Financial Tower, Julian paced back and forth across the room. His expensive silk shirt was unbuttoned, his tie hung loosely around his neck, and dark, hollow circles sat beneath his bloodshot eyes. He picked up a printed morning paper, glanced at his own face on the cover, and violently ripped it in half before throwing the pieces into the corner."Bloody fools!" Julian snapped, his voice hoarse.His head financial analyst stood near the desk, nervously holding a tablet while keeping his distance. "Mr. Moore, the board members have been calling since six in the morning. The international press is waiting downstairs, and two of our primary Europ