The Fall That Burns
Author: Shadow Claw
last update2025-11-13 22:49:23

Chapter 7

Jericho's POV

I had faced challenges before. Investors, rivals, government scrutiny, even Clara’s manipulations—but nothing prepared me for the chaos that hit that night.

It started with a ping from my AI system. Normally, alerts were trivial—transactions, stock movements, small anomalies. But this one wasn’t trivial. It was catastrophic.

“Significant loss detected. Estimated: $600 billion.”

I froze. Six hundred billion dollars. Gone. Just like that. The numbers blinked on my screen, impossible yet undeniable. My stomach tightened. I double-checked the accounts. Triple-checked. Every calculation, every report confirmed it.

I had lost $600 billion in a single night.

I paced the office, phone in hand, trying to make sense of it. “This… this can’t be real,” I muttered. “Show me the source. Explain this immediately.”

The AI system responded calmly, voice mechanical but unnerving:

“Jericho Matthew, this loss is not caused by your actions. It originates from an external rival. T
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