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“Earlier this evening, Julian and I finalized the secondary audit for the Vane-Global acquisition.”
Her expression faltered.
“What could you possibly know about that?” she snapped. “Those talks are confidential.”
“They aren’t confidential to me,” I replied, lifting my screen. “They’re mine.”
A glass shattered somewhere behind us.
I let the silence stretch.
“I know about the inferior steel used in your Dubai project,” I continued evenly. “The Cayman shell company. The twelve million redirected from the employee pension fund to finance this penthouse.”
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