Whoever said money can’t buy happiness has never sold their worn panties. Selling every pair to an anonymous buyer whilst working as a long-haul flight attendant means my lifelong dream is in reach.
I wake up in the hospital with no memory of the past year. The last thing I remember? JP Wolfe, my brooding billionaire boss, threatening to fire me in front of the entire tech team.
Liam McLaren: London's most ruthless financial hotshot and the big boss at Ashbury Thornton Equity Group. Just whisper his name and even the city’s toughest traders break out in a cold sweat.
