Chapter 421 Billionaire's Lies

• In the meantime.
• JM Reese removed the cuff of his designer top as he emerged from the black Mercedes, rain-scented Singapore air sprinkling down on him. Skyscrapers loomed overhead like a thousand critical eyes, stern and unyielding. The restaurant at the top before him was off-limits territory chandeliers, glistening glass, and power-juiced rumor. It was a restaurant that did not so much offer dinner it offered power.
• He instinctively checked his phone.