People whispered about it for weeks afterward.
Some said it was karma.
Others said it was justice.
But everyone agreed on one thing:
No one expected the richest man on the rooftop that day to jump into the chaos — or what he would do to the woman who thought she was untouchable.
It began on a blistering summer afternoon at the Grand Palm Resort, the kind of place where sunglasses cost more than rent and where egos inflated faster than the poolside floats.
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