Chapter 344 Billionaire's Lies

• The next day…
• The ballroom of the Grand Monarch Hotel buzzed with the familiar murmur and clinking of champagne flutes. Executives from all over the country mingled under gilded chandeliers, sipping champagne and pretending not to look at one another. The year's Global Finance and Innovation Conference was in full swing—and for once, the last place Nathaniel Harper should have been.
• But duty didn't care about heartbreak.