Arturo leaned forward in his high-backed leather chair, his fingers steepled beneath his chin, his gaze sharp and calculating. The room was silent, the weight of his question hanging in the air like a blade poised to strike.
"Mr. Jack…" he began, his voice smooth, measured, but laced with the edge of a man who knew how to wield power like a weapon. "If you don't mind me asking…" His eyes burned into mine, unflinching, demanding. "How did you become so rich… all of a sudden?"
He paused, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous tone. "From the information I have…" His fingers tapped lightly against the armrest, each movement deliberate, controlled. "Your net worth just keeps rising… and doesn't show any signs of slowing down."
