chapter 36
Author: Parsis
last update2026-09-03 13:46:50

"These aren't just figures on a screen, Victor. They are people. If we execute this sequence, the pension funds of every employee in the Maheswara logistics division evaporate by morning. Do you want to be the architect of a breadline?" Ariella’s eyes were bloodshot, the weight of the potential collapse etching dark crescents beneath her gaze.

Victor stepped toward her, invading the space she had carefully maintained between them. The hum of the cooling fans in their makeshift server rack sound
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