Cassidy stretched out in her chair, a wicked grin on her face. "Alright, next move. Eclipse."
Parker raised an eyebrow. "Robert's yacht?"
"Mhm." Cassidy leaned back, folding her arms. "Well—not actually his, right?"
Robert Blackwood had never truly owned Eclipse.
On the surface, it was his—the kind of floating palace that only the obscenely rich could afford. One of the most expensive yachts in the world, a symbol of power, excess, and dominance. The same one Robert had 'used' for his party—the same one that ruined him. It was his name that people whispered when they saw it docked at exclusive marinas.
But reality?
The yacht was under a shell company. One of countless fake corporations designed to shuffle assets, avoid taxes, and make sure no one could ever legally pin ownership on him. It was a common game among billionaires. A way to own everything and nothing at the same time.
The problem?
Parker owned the loopholes.
He smirked. "Remind me, who legally owns it?"
