I tapped my finger on the contract file from Dragon Venture.
The very file that had let Roman finally track me down.
Where did this go wrong? Why couldn't I smell that something was off about them?
I shut my eyes and rubbed my tense forehead.
But again, I had already predicted this encounter for a while now.
Amethyst Foundation kept getting bigger. We were one of the medical foundations recognised by the World Health Organization as the fastest-growing and the most impactful for global humanitarian work.
With all the 1% rich always donating regularly, we ended up as one of the top ten richest medical foundations in the world.
Of course this foundation would attract a lot of attention.
Of course I, as the managing director and the face of the foundation, would be known in the medical field.
Of course I had predicted this—had even aimed for it.
Yet why did it have to be Roman who showed up first?
