Sarah's eyes flickered as she pressed on, her voice trembling. "Mr. Nelson, you don't remember, and I don't blame you. But given your status, how would I dare lie to you?"

Samuel’s tone was sharp and impatient as he turned his back. "If you weren't lying, how else would you get money from me?"

He continued coldly, "Since you won't tell the truth, I'll ask the male model you paid $50,000 at the nightclub."

His people had uncovered Sarah’s visit to ...