When a homeless kid shouted, “Don’t eat that!”, no one expected what would happen next.
The Park Cafe was a magnet for the city’s elite, tucked between rows of manicured trees and the hum of a nearby fountain. It was midday, and the cafe buzzed with life. Waiters in crisp uniforms weaved gracefully between tables, balancing trays of artisan dishes and freshly brewed coffee. The air smelled of warm bread and the faint sweetness of blooming flowers.
But for one man, none of this seemed remarkable.
At a prime table in the center sat Bernard Green, a name synonymous with power and wealth. He had built his empire from scratch, starting with real estate in his 20s and expanding into ventures that few could dream of. At 72, he carried himself with the…..Read Full Story Here………………….
