Mei Ling had built an empire that spanned continents, untouchable and ever-expanding. But power, no matter how meticulously crafted, was still vulnerable to the right kind of pressure.
It started with whispers of financial irregularities. A few frozen accounts. A sudden audit. Then, the hammer dropped.
International sanctions.
Overnight, Mei Ling’s offshore assets were locked down, billions vanishing into bureaucratic limbo. Key allies—once eager to bask in her wealth—began retreating, severing ties to protect themselves.
"This is temporary," she told herself. "A setback. Nothing more."
Then the leaks came.
Internal documents exposing her illegal dealings spread like wildfire. The truth was undeniable—money laundering, fraud, back-channel deals with corrupt officials. Every secret she had buried had been unearthed for the world to see.
And Bintang had been the one holding the shovel.
"She’s finished," he told Thalia, watching the chaos unfold.