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... g champagne glasses and music, was now silent—transformed into a temporary office en route to New York.
John Lau sat, anxiously staring at his phone.
Documents were scattered messily across the table.
The Prime Minister’s voice, which had just blasted through the receiver moments ago, echoed again in his mind.
—Handle it. Immediately.
The attitude of the Prime Minister had changed ever since whistleblowers from the sovereign wealth fund, MDB, began exposin ...
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