The night before the board meeting. I was working overtime in Rex’s office. <fn9017> This content belongs to find·novel</fn9017>


    Two massive flowcharts hung on the projection wall on the left was the operational structure of ster Offshore Trust No. 1; on the right were theint pathways through UK, Swiss, and Cayman regtory authorities.


    Rex tapped the top circle with hisser pointer: “The key node is here-the sole protector ount. Once the offshore custodian bank receives a judicial freeze order, the money flow stops.”


    I squinted: “The custodian is Credit Suisse Zurich. Will they buy into a US local financial crimes unit?”


    Rex smiled: “Financial crimes alone won’t cut it, but what about adding the Investigation Bureau? Don’t forget, Dn bought a five-million-dor painting in Parisst year using Ster Trust No. 1’s custodial ount.”


    He tossed me a draft anonymousint letter: [Dn Morrison suspected of using offshore structures to illegally transfer $48 million from a listedpany overseas, used to purchase high-value art and jewelry, evading foreign exchange regtions and tax obligations.]


    Signed: StarMed Medical Minority Shareholders Alliance.


    I picked up the pen and signed my name in the nk space: Ste Parker.


    At the same moment, in our mansion.


    Dn paced back and forth in his walk-in closet, leather shoes clicking against the floor.


    He’d just received a call from Credit Suisse private banking: the ount had received a “red notice,” all securities, cash, and precious metals transactions


    uspended pending further investigation.


    His first instinct was to call me, voice full of rage: “Ste Parker, are you insane! That’s marital property!”


    The customer service manager on the other end gave a formic response: “Valued client, the freeze order was jointly issued by the UK SEC and Swiss FINMA. Our bank has no authority to lift it.”


    He hung up, opened the safe, and clutched that 1.18-carat diamond ring in his palm like grasping a lifeline.


    Next day, 9:30 AM, conference room on the 28th floor of StarMed Medical.


    Dn was unusually five minuteste. His suit was still impable, but couldn’t hide the dark circles under his eyes, and even his usually perfectly styled hair vas disheveled.


    wo agenda items sat on the table:


    .Remove CFO Dn Morrison;


    . Emergency establishment of “Fund Recovery Task Force.”


    s soon as he sat down, the board secretary pushed a document toward him: “Mr. Morrison, the regtory notice has arrived. Please sign to acknowledge eceipt.”


    ocument header: [Notice of Special Audit Launch Regarding StarMed Medical’s $48 Million Abnormal Expenditure], signed: USA Securities Regtory Commission Supervisory Bureau.


    His finger trembled, and the fountain pen left a blue-ck smudge on the paper.


    Quickly, voting began.


    pulled out the 15% minority shareholder proxy forms I’d collected overnight, plus two institutional seats-just enough for a majority.


    Dn tried onest desperate move: “Fellow directors, while the $48 million consulting fee is high, the project genuinely exists. Art consulting benefits the ompany’s international image…”


    switched the projector directly to transaction records, the screen clearly disying fund flows and fraudulent invoice information: “What promotional posters cost $48 million? Mr. Morrison, even art appreciation doesn’t appreciate that fast.”