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VAULT BREACH
Jayden kept watching the screen. No one moved. No one breathed.Beep.DECLINED: INSUFFICIENT FUNDS.The screen flashed red again. The message was clear.Stella’s face turned pale. She slowly looked up, her eyes were wide.“I… I’m sorry, Mr. Chen,” she said, her voice was trembling. “It’s still not working. It says… insufficient funds.”A heavy silence fell over the room.Mr. Chen leaned back in his chair, blinking slowly. For the first time, the calmness in his face cracked just a little. It was not fear—but confusion.“That’s… impossible,” he muttered.Jayden stood still, watching closely. “Are you sure this is the correct card?”Chen nodded quickly. “Yes. This is my primary black account. I’ve used it all over the world.”Stella glanced at the device again, biting her lip. “It might be a connection error. Maybe the bank’s systems are down?”Chen shook his head, clearly troubled. “No. That card is directly linked to the Zenith Vault. It’s one of the most secure vault accounts in the
DECLINED
He answered, his voice was smooth but alert. “Hello Mrs Stella, to what do I owe the pleasure?”“Jayden! Thank god you picked up,” Stella’s voice burst through, it was vibrant and electric, practically humming with excitement. “Listen, I know you’re slammed, but you need to come upstairs, to my office. Right now.”Jayden blinked. “Upstairs? Stella, what’s going on?”“I know it sounds sudden, but something incredible just happened,” she said, her voice was trembling with barely-contained energy. “We have a potential investor here. Someone huge. He arrived in this morning just to meet with us. And he’s specifically asked for you.”Jayden’s tone shifted. “For me? What’s he seen?”“He’s reviewed everything—full North Azarian deck, market strategy, early phase projections. And Jayden…” she paused, her voice dropping into reverent awe. “He’s blown away. Completely. He says he wants in. And he’s not talking small money. This could be monumental.”Jayden stood slowly, muscles tightening bene
ECHOES BETWEEN IDENTITIES
The warm breeze carried the scent of night-blooming jasmine as Christopher Richmond, still in his silk robe, gazed at his beautiful swimming pool. The half-empty bottle of deep red wine sat beside him, it was a silent testament to the evening's triumphs. The call with Jayden—or rather, Marvin—had been satisfying, a symphony of strategic demolition. Yet, a subtle unease now gnawed at him, it was a question that refused to be silenced.“But tell me, Jayden,” Mr Christopher said, his voice was dropping slightly, a more serious tone entering his words. He turned his attention from his swimming pool, his eyes were now fixed on the dark, reflective surface of the wine in his glass. “With all these intricate plans, all these meticulous deceptions, all these… adjustments to reality… do you ever worry that someday you will be found out? That one day, someone will see through the layers, uncover the truth? That the very fabric of the reality you’ve woven might unravel, exposing you?”He lo
A TOAST TO CONTROLLED CHAOS
The sun dipped low over Neovalle, painting the sky in fiery streaks of orange and purple. A gentle breeze, warm and soft, rustled through the palm trees that lined Christopher Richmond’s sprawling estate. The air smelled faintly of chlorine from the large, shimmering swimming pool, its surface reflecting the last rays of daylight like a giant, liquid mirror. Soft, ambient music, barely a whisper, drifted from hidden speakers, creating a peaceful, almost dreamlike atmosphere.By the edge of the pool, on a plush, cushioned lounge chair, sat Christopher Richmond. He was no longer in his sharp business suit as usual. Instead, he wore a luxurious, dark silk robe, with a fabric that was gleaming softly in the fading light. A half-empty bottle of expensive, deep red wine stood on a small, glass-topped table beside him, its crystal stopper catching the light. In his hand, he held a sleek, modern phone to his ear, his eyes, usually so keen and calculating, now held a rare, relaxed conten
VINCENT'S COUP
The screens of their devices, now eerily silent, displayed the chilling confirmations of massive, involuntary transfers. Billions—no, trillions—of dollars had been pulled from their accounts in the blink of an eye. Just... gone.The CEOs—once proud, smug, and confident—sat frozen. Their mouths were slightly open, their fingers were twitching helplessly over their glass screens.Vincent Arceneaux stood before them, tall and composed in his suit. A slow, triumphant smile crept across his face. But it wasn’t the kind of smile that came from happiness or kindness. No. This one was cold—like the smile of someone who had just crushed every opponent in a game only he truly understood.His voice broke the silence. It was calm, smooth, and completely empty of the fake humility he had used earlier. This time, there was only steel in his tone.“Now,” he said with chilling finality, “Project Cognivault begins its course.”He let the words hang in the air like a fog, letting them settle deep in
HOSTILE TAKEOVER OF THOUGHT
"Wildest dreams?" Vincent interrupted, his voice was now a low, dangerous growl that seemed to vibrate in the very air. "Your 'wildest dreams' are child's play! My dreams involve the complete, absolute mastery of the human mind, the flawless orchestration of global perception! And you quibble over two trillion dollars? You call yourselves visionaries? You are nothing more than glorified accountants, squabbling over pennies while empires are forged!" His gaze swept over them, burning with an almost feral intensity. "I invited you all here not because I needed your money, but because I believed, for a fleeting moment, that you possessed the foresight to grasp the magnitude of this undertaking. Clearly, I was mistaken."Isabella Rossi slammed her fist on the table. "How dare you! We've been nothing but forthright! This isn't about foresight, Vincent, this is about reckless abandon! You're asking us to blind ourselves to all financial prudence and leap into an abyss because of your inf
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