Imagining my best friend Yvonne losing her mind over this, I wanted to laugh but couldn't let myself; I bit back the urge with some effort.

When the news broke, Yvonne had confronted me, demanding to know what was going on. I told her I borrowed three hundred million just to save face in front of Yosef.

Looking back now, there's no way Yvonne believed me.

My phone was still dinging with incoming WeChat messages, but Samuel sat across from me. Chatting ...