The Secret of the Tycoon

rds clattering, and the occasional raised voice of an editor tearing into a reporter. But ami

aveled into explosive revelations. Today was no different. A lead had brought her to a mysterious web of offsh

actions. Billions were moving in and out of shell corporations, but no one seemed to

cowl, Greg had a soft spot for Elena's tenacity, though he'd never admit it.

about Adrian Blackwell. It's bigger-there's a whole netwo

s tone firm. "Solid proof. You know what happens

story exposing a pharmaceutical CEO for fraud. She'd been right, but her eviden

," she said, determinat

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dim light. She leaned back in her chair, letting out a frustrated sigh. Adrian Blackwell. She hadn't seen or spok

out of shared struggles and whispered dreams of escaping their circumstances

corner of their street, a duffel bag slung over his shoulder, his eyes

But to Elena, he was still Adrian, the boy who used to fix her

ning as she read the document she'd just decrypted. It was a transaction tr

. This was the

d in her stomach. Exposing Adrian would mean dredging up