Marvin’s eyes darkened as he turned back toward Randall, his jaw was tightening.“But what, Mr. Randall?” he asked, his voice was sharp and demanding.Randall swallowed hard but kept his composure.“Sir,” he began, choosing his words carefully, “we did copy the model that was given to us. However, I made sure that nothing related to war—no firearms, no weapons of mass destruction—was included in our drones.”Marvin’s gaze bore into him. “Then explain how they exploded,” he snapped.Randall took a deep breath. “We manufactured drones meant for surveillance and coverage. They were not programmed for combat or destruction. The system we built had no offensive capabilities. If they detonated, something else must have triggered it.”A heavy silence fell over the room. Marvin’s fingers drummed on the table, his mind was still racing. Before he could say anything else, another voice spoke up.“I agree with Randall,” said Samantha Lee, Helios Enterprise’s chief software engineer. She leaned

Marvin Richmond stood at the entrance of Neovalle City Hospital, his face was unreadable as he surveyed the chaos before him. The air smelled of antiseptic and blood, mixing with the faint scent of sweat and fear. The emergency ward was crowded with injured men and women—Darius Crowe’s supporters—some lying still, others groaning in pain. The fluorescent lights above flickered slightly, casting an eerie glow over the wounded bodies.Doctors and nurses moved swiftly between the beds, their faces were tense as they fought to save lives. Machines beeped, IV drips hung from stands, and muffled cries of suffering filled the air. Some of the injured had been stabilized, but others were fighting for their last breaths. Marvin clenched his jaw. He had seen tragedy before, but this was different. These people believed he was the reason they were lying here, barely holding on.Accompanied by Oliver Grant, Samantha Lee, and a few members of Helios Enterprise, Marvin moved forward. Behind

Dr. Hayes remained silent for a long moment, with his fingers tapping lightly against the armrest of his chair. His gaze drifted back to the cheque resting on the desk. The offer was overwhelming, and Marvin’s request carried a weight that could not be ignored.He inhaled deeply, his thoughts were racing. The situation in Lunebrook had indeed been chaotic, and if Marvin’s suspicions were true, then something much bigger was at play. But was Dr Hayes willing to involve himself in this? Was he ready to take on the risks that came with standing by Marvin Richmond?Dr. Hayes looked up, his sharp eyes met Marvin’s steady gaze. “Mr. Richmond,” he began, his voice was firm but calm, “I will not lie—your words have given me something to think about. If what you suspect is true, then this is bigger than both of us.”He leaned forward slightly, placing his hands on the desk. “But let me make something clear—I don’t need your money to help you. If you had simply asked, I would have agreed.”A

The governor leaned back in his chair, his voice was softer now but it carried the weight of authority."Marvin, I understand your frustration. Believe me, I do. You’ve built Helios Enterprise from the ground up, and I respect that. But you need to see this from another perspective."He paused, his expression was calm but firm. "The people of Lunebrook are angry, Marvin. The tragedy shook the entire county, but not just that, it shook the entire Neovalle state as well. Families were destroyed, friends were lost, and the people... they want justice. They want answers."Marvin clenched his fists subtly, but he kept his composure. He had expected resistance, but not this level of hostility toward his company.The governor continued, his voice was steady but with a touch of sympathy. "Right now, Neovalle is in turmoil. The citizens believe Helios Enterprise is responsible for what happened. Whether or not that’s true, their pain is real. Their anger is real. And as their leader, I had to

Mr. Landon smiled, a slow and knowing smile. “I may not follow the news consistently, but I have ears everywhere.”Darius Crowe let out a low, nervous chuckle, but his eyes betrayed his shock. “Well, I must say, Mr. Landon, I’m quite impressed by the efficiency of your spies.”In truth, he was deeply surprised—and slightly disappointed. He had taken great care to keep his involvement in the Lunebrook tragedy a secret. No traces, no loose ends. Yet, somehow, Mr. Landon already knew.For a brief moment, Crowe considered how much information Mr. Landon truly had. Had someone betrayed him? Or was Landon just that powerful?Before he could fully gather his thoughts, Mr. Landon’s voice cut through his hesitation.“I believe I asked you a question.”Crowe blinked, his mind was still slightly unsettled. “I… I didn’t catch that, sir.”Mr. Landon sighed, his tone carried a hint of impatience. “I asked if these policies were passed after you planned the disaster in Lunebrook.”Darius Crowe swal