The boardroom on the sixty-fourth floor of the Marina Bay Financial Centre was a battleground of high finance. Twenty-four directors and institutional shareholder representatives sat around an elliptical fifty-foot table of polished Macassar ebony. Through the panoramic glass walls, the bustling port of Singapore stretched into the distance beneath a brilliant equatorial sun. At the head of the table stood Victor Liang, exuding oily confidence in an Italian pinstripe suit.…
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