The private banking pavilion of Société Générale de Monaco was an enclave of whisper-quiet luxury, concealed behind high limestone walls and bronze-framed bulletproof glass overlooking the yacht basin of Port Hercule. Inside, the floors were paved in polished Carrara marble, and the air carried the subtle, expensive scent of polished mahogany and antique leather. There were no teller windows or ticket dispensers here; this was an establishment dedicated solely to…
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