Bro, what! He has a Quintillion?

"The real spy"

"Tell me about the plot of the government."

Alves started, taking a glance at the fellow who was seated opposite him. The man couldn't look up at him. The courage was not there. He looked to still be leeching off the incident that happened about some minutes ago.

But immediately Alves asked the question, his head was up. But he couldn't look Alves in the eyes. Alves didn't quite care. He just wanted the fellow to tell him what he wanted to hear.

"The Prime Minister is looking into all the investments of the mysterious trillionaire. The owner of the MANGRID tower."

The young man said then took a pause. Alves couldn't quite tell if the man had taken the pause because he had something else coming. But it didn't seem so at all. Or perhaps Alves was thinking too much.

"The investments of the mystery man?"

Alves wanted to be sure that he heard the words perfectly.

The young man nodded his head fiercely. There was a sudden light reaching at the corners of his face. It was as though he wa