My Dad Told Me to “Go Live in the Streets.” He Didn’t Know I Earn $25M a Year—or What I’d Do Next.

just hadn’t told them.

I picked up my phone and called Ryan Banks.

Ryan was my corporate attorney, a shark in a custom suit who specialized in acquisitions, mergers, and the kind of warfare where nobody ends up in jail but people definitely end up destroyed. He answered on the second ring.

“Jasmine. Please tell me you’re calling about the Brazilian port continue reading …