Chapter 12 - Panic Sweeps Through Local Elites
Panic spread like wildfire through the pews as local executives began frantically pulling out their smartphones to check stock prices.
Company share values for firms owned by the wedding guests were already plummeting on the London Stock Exchange.
Algorithmic trading bots had picked up the Vanguard asset freeze within seconds of the legal notification hitting public ledgers.
“My firm is down forty percent!” whispered a panicked textile manufacturer, staring in horror at his mobile banking app.
“Mine is liquidated entirely,” his business partner replied, turning pale and staring blankly at the polished floor.
The illusion of untouchable power held by Birmingham’s upper crust was shattered into a million unfixable pieces in under ten minutes.
Daniel looked out over the trembling crowd with cold, unblinking eyes that showed zero remorse for their financial ruin.
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“Power without character is just temporary noise,” Daniel told the microphone, his voice echoing softly.
“And today, the noise has finally been turned off for good.”
