Chapter 3 - Richard’s Smug Confidence Shatters Into Pure Panic

Richard’s face drained of all color, his arrogant smirk instantly collapsing into a mask of sheer horror.
He gripped the edge of the mahogany table so hard his knuckles turned a chalky, bloodless white.
“That’s impossible... no single private investor could buy out our corporate debt in twenty-four hours,” Richard stammered.
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