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Chapter 601 Calling the Parliament
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Days had gone by, and Mark sat at his desk in the quiet of the Ferro House, his eyes fixed on the glowing screen of his laptop.

A bold headline on the LCN news site caught his attention and held it firmly: CONFIRMED: BANKER LAWRENCE SODRÉ INDICTED FOR CORRUPTION, MONEY LAUNDERING, DRUG TRAFFICKING, AND PANDERING!

A wide, satisfied smile slowly spread across Mark’s face. The sense of a mission fulfilled washed over him — it was finally happening.

Just then, the door creaked open and Regis entered, finding his boss in unusually high spirits.

“Good morning, Lord Ferro,” he greeted, with a respectful nod.

Mark chuckled. “One day, my wife is going to ask why you all call me that.”

Regis froze for a second, his head darting nervously side to side as though worried Briana might have overheard. But she was nowhere in sight.

“She’s not here, sir,” he reassured quickly, stepping in and closing the door behind him. “You gave me a scare.”

“That’s to teach you to stay sharp,” Mark replied. “How ar
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