From Rags to Riches: The Untold Saga of the Trillionare

Chapter 277

The night was heavy with silence as Mr. Mark Dave pulled up to the underground parking garage, the headlights of his car cutting through the eerie stillness of the half-finished building.

The structure loomed above him, skeletal in its incompletion, with shadows playing tricks along the concrete walls.

It was the perfect place for meetings that required secrecy—an abandoned work site, isolated and forgotten, where no one ventured this late at night.

Jason’s black car was already parked in the same spot it had been in during their last clandestine rendezvous.

Its sleek design blended into the darkness, barely discernible if not for the dim glow of the streetlights filtering through the gaps in the unfinished walls.

Mark Dave could feel his heart racing in his chest as he slowly parked his car a few meters away. He scanned the area, his eyes flickering to every corner, every possible hiding spot.

He was paranoid, and rightfully so. He was meeting with Jason, a man known for his rut