SIMON THE ZILLIONAIRE FROM NOWHERE

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Eddie's hand hovered over his phone, thumb inches away from dialing the police. The adrenaline pulsed through his veins as the realization of Agatha’s betrayal weighed heavily on his chest. Every instinct screamed at him to act, to call the authorities and end this nightmare once and for all. Agatha had crossed a line, and there was no going back.

But before he could press the button, Agatha, lounging calmly on the couch as if they were discussing trivial matters, chuckled darkly. She reached for the remote on the coffee table with casual grace, as though she had anticipated his every move. Without saying a word, she pressed play on a video she had already queued up.

The large flat-screen on the wall flickered to life, and Eddie's breath caught in his throat.

The video showed a dimly lit room — one Eddie recognized immediately. It was the private office where he and Agatha had met several months ago. In the video, Eddie sat across from her, both of them deep in conversation. His voice