Chapter 13
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The following morning, the tension inside Eastvale’s Central Development Hall could be sliced with a blade. Towering screens showed live updates of land value charts, ecological projections, and projected revenue models. Media cameras flashed at the back, cordoned off. The $50 billion Eastvale Ecological Project summit was in full swing—and about to spiral.

On the center stage stood the Thompson family—Sarah, her father William, and their lead ecologist. Their proposal was groundbreaking: a sustainable redevelopment zone that combined green energy, luxury housing, and community spaces.

Sarah had spent two years building it.

Now Ryan Brooks and Brian Helix were trying to bury it.

“…the numbers simply don’t add up,” Ryan said into the mic, waving a glossy dossier. “According to these findings, Thompson Industries has overstated the energy yield potential by almost forty percent. That puts the entire ecological viability in question.”

Whispers erupted.

Brian adjusted his cuffs
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