HE CAUGHT THE JANITOR SLEEPING IN HIS “UNTOUCHABLE” CHAIR… AND BY MORNING, HIS EMPIRE WAS ON TRIAL
You don’t sleep much after that.
You lie in your penthouse with the city blinking below, and for the first time in years the silence doesn’t feel like control.
It feels like accusation.
Every polished surface in your life suddenly looks like it …
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