Chapter 18
Author: Keatin9
last update2026-07-12 21:05:50

​Barra scrolled down his cracked phone screen.

​A passport photo suddenly appeared, blocking the multi-million dollar money laundering transaction figures.

​A bespectacled man with slicked-back hair stared challengingly from the screen. He wore a smirk radiating arrogance. Below the photo, a name was printed in bold. Marcus Finch, Executive Director of Operations.

​Barra gripped his phone tightly.

​"You actually work for this bespectacled bastard, Clarissa?" Barra asked in a very low tone.

​"Ye
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