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In front of a packed dining room, a queen of New York fine dining hurls a three-million-dollar check at her son-in-law: sign the divorce papers and disappear. She has no idea the line cook in the stained jacket quietly bought 93% of her empire an hour ago. With twelve million in debt due Sunday and her daughter being sold off to a predatory heir, Jake never raises his voice — he just waits for them to come begging.