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The Broker

He is like his father. Just now, he was helping a young couple with their financial problem in Bern ,Switzerland. The actual fact that he is helping them is because the couple has a few shares they bought from his company. After the details are done, he got back to his hotel room. He was surprised to see a letter on the table. He recognized the hand writing the moment he studied it. Amazingly, the letter was sent a month earlier. A coincidence? Maybe not! He read letter and his name appeared and also -CARCOSSA SERI NEGARA- He studied a bit further and noticed the date and invitation on the back.



He contacted a friend to pick him up at the airport. His trustee Boeing BBJ is being repaired at the hanger. A few moments later, a his friend arrived, piloting a private jet. He set the destination and there he went to KLIA. Customs is nothing, unlike others he can call a prince and skip prison "if he wants to". He got inside his Mercedes- Benz 600 and went to KL, Malaysia. He met Teghpal, a colleague of his. Also a Famous Billionaire. Look in the bright side, He is Rich. He thought. Then he met a few other old friends. Than the meeting took place, Nik started Grupo and all went well except he was mentioned as a Broker ^ a misconception since their first encounter in a class^. He chuckled and shake hands with Nik on top of the stage with style and gave a short speech. Maybe for being a great advisor?
The Business man is the one and only: Adam Gerrard.

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