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Stella Liu had a prenuptial agreement with Morton Ho. Their marriage was a façade for the socialite class. Morton was gay. He was successful and transformed his family’s business into a Bitcoin hedge fund. He had every intention of being rich...until his wife met a broker from Lunar, the Indian digital cryptocurrency. Stella turned his life upside down, into a tumultuous abyss of debt due to Sundar. Educated at The London School of Economics, Morton hangs on to his sanity, hounded by the debts to the China investors at Sam Huat Investments and Securities, a private business by the Ho family of Kuala Lumpur, pioneers in the build and operations of high-volume crematoriums. Members of The Paris Mason Lodge and Noir, the Ho family detects something amiss with The Population Control Agenda of The New World Order.

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Date de parution 29 juillet 2022
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EAN13 9781543770728
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Black Hertz
The New World Order
 
 
 
 
 
Karen A. D’Cruz
 
 

 
Copyright © 2022 by Karen A. D’Cruz.
 
Library of Congress Control Number:
2022912053
ISBN:
Softcover
978-1-5437-7071-1

eBook
978-1-5437-7072-8

 
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Contents
Prologue
Chapter 1The Road To Hell Is Paved With Good Intentions
Chapter 2The Chairman’s Lounge
Chapter 3Bonne Nuit
Chapter 4Trang Duy
Chapter 5Juxtaposition
Chapter 6Tropical Twist
Chapter 7Conversions
Chapter 8Black Containers
Chapter 9Lychee Gelat-O
Chapter 10The Unknowns
Chapter 11The Photograph
Chapter 12Arta
Chapter 13Vegan Varieties
Chapter 14Aqbar’s Torment
Chapter 15The Boulangerie
Chapter 16The Graveyard Shift
Chapter 17Edward’s Heartache
Chapter 18The Stethoscope
Chapter 19Typos
Chapter 20Banyan Enclave
Epilogue
Prologue
Black Hertz narrates the evolving world of telecommunications, where the human mind takes on the darker facet of internet freedom. The psychology of digital liberalism has resulted in internet, cryptocurrency and wealth being used for sadistic pleasure.
The story unfolds to The New World Order and its Population Control Agenda, where people start to disappear.
“Vita. Invidia. Odium. Mortem”
Chapter 1 The Road To Hell Is Paved With Good Intentions
It was dark and gloomy. The windowpanes were pelting with heavy raindrops from the unforgiving Kuala Lumpur sky. Morton Ho sat in his office; it was 8pm on a Friday. The stock markets had closed, and his Bitcoin portfolio was in a huge deficit. The USD 50 million fund had dwindled down to USD 23 million; the China investors were as unforgiving as the rain. As Morton looked out his JKG Tower office, 35 years old, his life as an investment broker seemed over. His hedged Bitcoin portfolio could not foresee a crash from USD 33,000 to USD 28,000 per Bitcoin. The China investors were looking for big profits to reinvest in Hwang, the titan investment entity of China.
Stella, his wife, walks in, decked out top to toe in Zara. It easily costed USD 250, where was the money coming from; he was suspicious. Morton asks Stella, “I saw some photographs, Stella. You and a Lunar broking agent, Sundar”. Stella stutters, “An investment opportunity, so I met up to discuss the potential portfolio”. Morton Ho knew his wife Stella was not the ignorant sort when it concerns money. She was looking to be rich, with or without him.
Stella was not a highly educated woman. She attempted to study a Diploma in a Singaporean school for Business Administration but was attracted to the lure of Escort Services at The Venetian. Marina Bay Sands, which was a centre for high rollers and business titans of a cult called Noir. Business deals and investments were made here at The Venetian, and Stella was in a group of women who were hired to provide exclusive Escort Services. She knew the bigwigs of the business world; Stella Liu was no stranger to money. From a humble background of a hawker stall family, Stella was 5 feet 8 inches tall and knew she could go places with her height, be it modelling, call girl, escort, whatever, but Stella Liu did not intend to be poor.
Lunar
Morton Ho knew the digital currency landscape, this could mean the China investors were looking to convert their Bitcoins to Lunar cryptocurrency. They were just waiting to cash out their Bitcoins from Sam Huat Investments and Securities, and Morton Ho was in the way. He did not have collaterals that could cover his losses.
“Stella, Sam Huat Investments and Securities is in dire straits, and on the verge of bankruptcy. I do not know how to cover the losses”. Stella was panicking. She confessed to e-mailing the Microsoft Excel sheet of Morton’s hedging schema to Sundar, the Lunar broker.
Morton Ho and Stella Liu was a convenience socialite marriage. They were a good-looking couple, and Morton was well on his way up in the Finance industry. He knew he would be photographed a lot and wanted a spouse who would be aesthetically pleasing to the eye on camera and glossy magazines. Morton Ho and Stella Liu both had AIDS. They did not plan to have children and were looking for the high life without the burden of offspring. His marriage to Stella was preceded with a prenuptial contract, a Civil Agreement. The maximum limit for divorce settlement was USD 300,000. Stella Liu knew what she was getting into and embarked on this contract. After all, what was a marriage if it had no financial gain.
Now with Stella in his office, and Sam Huat Investments and Securities about to crash due to his Bitcoin portfolio performance failure, regulatory authorities had already issued a bankruptcy notice. There was something disconcerting about the whole issue. Morton Ho had excellent business relationship with his China investors, but of late, seemed icy cold. It felt as though someone knew the amount, he had hedged the Bitcoin for, and had offered a better investments strategy elsewhere. Big cash outs had resulted in big losses. He could not liquidate the Bitcoin and reinvest in another portfolio to regain the losses and repurchase the Bitcoin at a profit. Something was not right with his Financial Model. Stella Liu was peering into his computer screen.
Anger
“What did you speak to Sundar about, Stella? What does Lunar have to say?”. Stella was faltering. She said, “I told them about your portfolio, Morton, and asked if reinvesting the liquidated Bitcoins under my name in Lunar was an option”. Lunar was an India based cryptocurrency, a huge competitor to Bitcoin.
Morton speaks to Stella calmly, “Stella, at this juncture, if anything happens to me, you will not get any money. I have AIDS, I do not have a life policy. And I most definitely cannot give you the USD 300,000 which I had kept aside for our marriage contract, due to the bankruptcy notice. Stella was hysterical. “Morton, Morton you don’t do this to me. I cannot be poor. I cannot, I will sell myself by the street side if I have to Morton, I cannot be poor. Don’t include me in your bankruptcy proceedings, I cannot be a beggar”.
Morton Ho looked at Stella as she left the room. What was this marriage but a waste of money, he thought.” She sells my data and buys new clothes. I can’t get a cent out of her useless existence as she has AIDS and is not eligible for a life policy. She was just a deficit to me”. Morton was deep in thought.
Sam Huat Investments and Securities was founded by Morton’s father, Ho Wai Sam and his brother Ho Wai Huat. Their inheritance from their grandfather was due to a lucrative tin quarry business. It was generational money, they had a close network of family members, each very private in their business dealings. Ho Wai Huat was not involved with digital cryptocurrency, he was active in the crematorium build sector with Ho Wai Sam. They were registered in The New World Order Population Control Exercise for crematorium management services and ash disposal.
Ho Wai Huat’s eldest son was his biggest heartache. A smart fellow who was on his way to becoming a Maxillofacial Surgeon specializing in bone reconstruction, Edward Ho had gone on a vacation to Thailand with Morton Ho and a few friends in his early 20s. Some witnesses stated that Edward was picking a fight with Morton about Sam Huat Investments and Securities’ financials, as Morton was speaking about buying a bungalow for himself and his father, Edward had no such access to money. A verbal argument ensued, and Edward walked away upset. Edward Ho was raped in his hotel room by a huge gay man with AIDS. His anus was badly swollen and infected with gonorrhoea. His head was pressed down into a pillow, and Morton’s voice said, “Did you tag my future son in your cult called Les Detestables, to be infected with gonorrhoea and to be a pauper? Right back at you Edward.”
Edward Ho’s career in dental surgery was over due to AIDS and anal gonorrhoea. He woke up without his mobile phone, money, credit cards, anything. He used the hotel reception phone to call his father. The response was cold “You stay there and find some other work. I have spent so much money on your education for dental surgery in America, and you are using your cult to tag your own cousin”. Edward Ho was last seen working on the streets as an Opium pusher, in the deep ends of Sukhumvit Road, where one day, he saw the sign, on a dark and lonely night, Church of Scientology.
The Call
Ho Wai Sam, or Wai Ho, was an educated civil engineer with a PhD doctorate in pyrotechnics. Nicknamed The Black Wai, he was involved in infrastructure projects with China investors on the build of crematoriums in Malaysia through the decades. Black Wai was a member of The Paris Mason Lodge, and every Bitcoin investment was of utmost importance for the upcoming project.

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