The room fell completely quiet, the easy tension of the poker game vanishing in an instant as everyone turned to look at Vera. After weeks of playing nice, eating their food, and living under the same roof, the leader of the Fallen Rose was finally stepping up to the plate.
The truth was, the Billion Bloodline group was absolutely drowning in cash, and it wasn't because Max was some kind of business prodigy who spent his nights studying market trends. He'd thrown out a few decent, creative ideas at the start that made some good money, but the real wealth came from the sheer volume of turf he'd conquered. Even though he'd handed the family businesses back to Karen and Bobo to keep the peace and keep them off his back, he'd kept a massive, non-negotiable cut of the daily profits for himself.
