The Quintillion Superstar System

73. 15 Million Dollars

Chapter Seventy Three

In the dimly lit living room, the female Vice President paced back and forth, her steps heavy with worry. Her finely tailored suit betrayed none of the turmoil within her. Her face, once confident and composed, was now etched with deep lines of concern. The weight of impending exposure pressed heavily upon her shoulders.

Outside, the distant chants of protesters grew louder with each passing minute. They were demanding transparency, justice, and an end to corruption. Little did they know that the person they had entrusted with their votes was at the heart of the very corruption they sought to eradicate.

She paused by the window, her gaze fixed on the city below. It had all seemed so simple at first, the embezzlement scheme carefully hidden beneath layers of bureaucracy. But now, as the voices of the masses united against her, doubt gnawed at her conscience.

A framed photograph on the mantelpiece caught her eye. It was a picture of her son, the one person she had