Chapter 184

Michael slumped into the back seat and rubbed his temples before shooting a glance at the lawyer in the front. "Is it all settled?" "All good," the lawyer replied. "Alright." Michael finally let out a long breath. Knowing things were handled, he leaned back and dozed off. He hadn't slept in two days — finally, he could rest a bit. Last night, he'd already arranged for all the owed taxes from the past few years to be transferred to a specific account. Not just that, he'd finessed the transaction records to cover their tracks. That's the only reason the police agreed to release him on bail. Still, Michael didn't feel relieved — they'd lost too damn much this time. All of their operating funds in France had been dumped into the manager's account to pay the back taxes. Now the company was broke. Every active project was stuck, zero funds to keep them moving. So Michael had no choice but to pull money from the domestic company to patch things up. "Jack, head over to finance and start transf