Chapter 7 The Luxury Mirage

• I smoothed the cardstock invitation against my kitchen table. The gold embossing caught the morning sun, but I refused to let expensive paper impress me.
• ​"Wealthy scammers buy fancy stationery every single day," I told the empty room.
• ​I opened my laptop and searched the Mercer Foundation Summit online. Page after page loaded with official news articles, charity records, and high-resolution photos from previous years. Foreign prime ministers, tech founders, and European royals stood together in white tents.