Chapter 20 Billionaire's Scandal

• Max sat in his penthouse office, the city skyline stretching endlessly beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows. His laptop glowed in the dim light, casting a faint blue hue on his face. He had spent the last four hours going through every record Daniel had sent him.
• A series of unexplained payments dating back over a year. Transfers made to offshore accounts, all tied to shell companies.
• At first glance, it could’ve been dismissed as random investments. But Max wasn’t stupid.