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"My dad always said, follow the money, and it will lead you to the motive." "Hear, hear," Hester says, lifting his glass. Alex tilts his head slightly at me. "And it could also be that Baxter was never serious about selling. The threat of the sale, or the sympathy it generated, could have been enough to draw investors in." "Hm," I smile, nodding. "The Psychology of the Investor. Jordan Davenport." Alex turns to look at me sharply, his eyes narrowing. "You've read that book?" "Three years ago."

She whispered back at me. We walked further into the room, I took the seat at the front with my mom to my right, my assistant to my left then the investor sitting before me. “I apologize for keeping you waiting, we had to attend to something really important, it's a life and death matter," I said to the man. "It’s okay, I'm Robert Stone of the Stones Enterprise, and I'd like to invest in your business." My heart leaped at his words.

Patterns emerged quickly, Shared investments, Mutual protections, Funds buried so deeply they would appear untouchable to anyone without the key. But I had the key… Hours passed without me noticing. The house grew darker, the night heavier around me. I didn’t bother lighting a lamp. I didn’t need it. I had memorized the layout of these pages within the first hour. By the second hour, I understood the structure and I understood how to break it by the fourth hour. All I had left was leverage and revenge. I closed the ledger slowly and reached for the burner phone. “Omega-9-Alpha-Midnight-7.” I hadn’t spoken the words yet, but they were already steady in my mind.

When she can't stop them from fighting, Mother Tree decided to create the most powerful Alpha that will control the four clans. Mother Tree send the message to the four clan, she uses her power to invite the four leader of Alpha's. The leader of the Red Eyes were named Imre. Imre read the message from Mother Tree through the use of the projector that he needed to go to the Sanctuary of Life. He was at the meeting that time but he've got to glance at the projector and saw the message. He was the only one that can read those message and upon reading the message he immediately stands up and leave.

"To what do we owe this unannounced visit?” Ivan started to respond— "I invited him." Arabella stood. She walked toward Ivan. "Let me introduce you properly." Her voice carried across the room. "Mr. Volkov is the anonymous investor who stabilized our stock last week." She stopped beside him. Looked at Serena. "And he's prepared to invest one billion dollars for the same five percent stake Ms. Smith just offered.”

"So I don't attach. I calculate. I build. I become expensive enough that leaving is always an option, which means staying is always a choice." Vane was quiet. Then: "Show me the Berlin investment." She did. The tablet. The projections. The tech firm she'd identified before his analysts, using networks he'd never accessed. Women investors. Circle connections. Information architecture that ran parallel to his own. "Where did you learn this?"

I asked. He swallowed. “We need to talk.” “I’m here.” He gestured toward the chair. “You might want to sit.” “I’m not sitting,” I said flatly. “Tell me.” He exhaled slowly, like he was bracing himself. “We had several large withdrawals overnight.” “How large?” I asked. “All of them.” I stared at him. “Try again.” Martin crossed the room and placed a tablet on my desk, sliding it toward me. “The Ghost Investors.”

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I tried my age which didn’t work. I tried my birthdate and it didn’t work, but the second I tried my birth year it opened. - End Of Chapter 28: Eat & Code -

Recommended continued investment. I stood in the kitchen holding the laptop and read it three times. Visibility index. Attention generation capacity. Current yield. Recommended continued investment. I was a document. Not a person. Not a woman he'd chosen because of who she was or how she made him feel or any of the ordinary human reasons people chose each other. A document with metrics and yield projections and a recommendation for continued investment like a stock portfolio or a piece of infrastructure. I set the laptop back on the counter very carefully.