Rossi Design Group owned the club’s operating company through a separate subsidiary.
I’d purchased a controlling interest three years earlier as part of a hospitality investment.
The club also served as a place where our designers entertained important clients.
Brandon had visited dozens of times as my guest.
But the membership was corporate.
And that afternoon, I’d instructed management to remove him from our authorized guest list.
Brandon apparently didn’t believe that mattered.
He requested a private suite.
Ordered imported oysters.
Wagyu steak.
Two bottles of rare Burgundy.
Cocktails decorated with edible gold.
And a violinist.
Savannah wanted to “feel like royalty.”
Then he took her to the club’s members-only jewelry boutique.
She selected an elaborate sapphire necklace.
The price was $198,000.
Brandon smiled as the sales associate presented it inside a velvet case.
According to the club’s manager, Brandon barely glanced at the price.
He simply handed over the black corporate card he’d saved to his digital wallet.
