Chapter 536 Billionaire's Lies

• At the Thompson Estates, morning dawned in familiar rhythm of quiet luxury gleaming marble floors bathed in sunlight, servants briskly moving, and the faint scent of coffee hanging in the air.
• But just below the surface, a storm was brewing.
• Benedict Thompson, elder statesman of the empire and father of Saben, sat in his large study, the morning newspaper unfolded across his lap. His face was inscrutable piercing eyes reading the headline that shouted across the business page: