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Hi!!! Just wanted to pop in and say thank you for taking the time to read my work. This is the final book in my Unspoken Trilogy. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!! Book 1 - Unspoken Promises Book 2 - Unspoken Truths Book 3 - Unspoken Desires If you’re starting this novel without reading the previous books - you may get a little lost with all the characters and the fast paced events. ——————————- Chapter 1

she started. But as she furthered her speech, I felt a wave of doubt wash over me. The numbers she mentioned seemed too outrageous. I looked at Benita, who also threw a look of skepticism across. "We're proposing a $100 billion investment for a 30% stake in your company. Also, we will provide access to our fast rising global network which will extend to Asia. My eyes widened with bewilderment as I processed the numbers. $100 billion was a staggering amount. Why would tranXglobal offered to invest such a whopping amount into our company?

His fingers tapped rhythmically against his knee, an old habit of his when he was nervous. “What is it, Caleb?” His smile faltered. “What do you mean?” I leaned forward. “I mean, what do you want? You have been tapping your knee like a drum and drowning in wine. Just spit it out.” He downed his glass in one go, exhaling. “I need some money, Zayn.” I stared at him. “Are you kidding me?” Three months ago, I gave him five million dollars to invest in his so-called business. A business I had never seen or never heard details about.

Mike's smile froze. "Okay… What else were you expecting?" Connor chimed in from the side, "Zachary, 30,000 isn't a small amount. Mr. Wilson even paid it out of his own pocket. How much more do you want?" I looked them both dead in the eye. "Three million dollars." The room went silent. A few seconds later, Mike exploded. "Are you out of your mind? Giving you 30,000 is already against the rules. How could you ask for three million? Just rob a bank at this point!"

Cindy said and Annabella listened with total interest "Gregor Campbell suddenly got the spotlight and was announced as the richest billionaire,that was after his company launched the first S phone,S1" Cindy explained "Wow,it must he really nice" Annabella muttered "Of course! Billions of people around the world never stopped talking about it,do you know how much S1 was sold at?" Cindy asked "How much?" Annabella asked "Three thousand dollars" Cindy said and her eyes widened "What?!!" Annabella screamed "It's not for the poor baby girl" Cindy laughed

“How? So fast? Edan opened his eyes wide, completely stunned. “Yes! It's crazy, isn't it? Ricardo smiled superiorly. "But I had a lot of faith that this could work and well, there you can see the results. "But was this supposed to be capital?" Have you got it back? Edan insisted. “Yes, in fact, with your investment, I was able to make a capital and return the money with profits... "But..." Edan looked at him frowning, it was illogical, what business could give so much in such a short time? "But what kind of business is that?"

So far, apart from the unwanted romantic attention, I had the best experience working for Capital Gems . My colleagues were serious and friendly and apart from the few who envied me for unknown reasons, the rest were nice to me, very nice that it sometimes left me feeling suspicious, like they were acting under someone's order or something.

He cuts the sentence short and ends the call. "How bad?" I ask, pulling my robe tighter. "Bad." He pulls up a document on the center screen. A fifty-page report from a financial analysis firm I’ve never heard of. Hunt Capital: A House of Cards Built on Leveraged Acquisitions and Questionable Debt Collection Practices. The language is dense, technical finance-speak, but the conclusion is a sledgehammer: Gabriel's empire is overvalued by billions. "Marcus paid for this," I say, the logic forming instantly. "Had to be. No legitimate analyst would publish this without—"

“Come in.” Giselle pushed the door open, walked in, placed the documents on the desk, and was about to say something, but her gaze landed on the copyright contract in his hand. He even had a few more of them lying beside him. “Do you like reading novels?” ‘He actually bought the copyright of the novels.’ “You can say that.” Hearing Giselle’s voice, Colton put the contract down and picked up the documents that Giselle brought over. “You’ve already gotten familiar with the finances of a company, so when do you plan to return to Cloud Capital Inc.?”

If he was making contact now, it meant something was in motion. “Alright,” I said finally. “We give him a reason to talk.” “How?” I was already pulling a phone from my drawer, not my main one, not the business one, but the third. The one with the contacts you didn’t keep on paper. “By dangling the right bait,” I said. The “friend” I called was a man named Laurent, someone who’d once run a gambling syndicate in Prague and now made his money importing things that never showed up on customs reports.