After I left, the twin Alphas went crazy novel Chapter 168

A murmur of excitement rippled through the room. The name Sigma S carried a legendary weight in business circles.

A mysterious, unstoppable investor who had transformed countless companies into giants. For many here, meeting Sigma S in person was a dream come true.

I raised an eyebrow, unimpressed.

Linda jumped at the chance to mock me. “Sophia, do you even know who Sigma S is?” she sneered. “You’re being incredibly disrespectful to such an important figure.”

Others chimed in, their voices a chorus of condescension. “Show some manners,” one said. “You’re lucky to even be in the same room where Sigma S might appear,” added another.

I remained calm, letting their words wash over me. Then I smirked. “And where, exactly, did this ridiculous claim about Sigma S come from?”

Caden stiffened. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means,” I said, my tone icy, “you’re lying. Sigma S isn’t coming.”

Linda let out a sharp laugh. “You’re bluffing. You don’t even know who Sigma S is, yet you’re claiming to know what he’s doing?”

“Actually, I do know,” I said smoothly. “Because I am Sigma S.”

The room went silent.

The meeting room fell silent as Linda’s sharp accusation echoed in the air. She stood with a self-righteous expression, her arms crossed, as though her words alone could reduce me to nothing.

“You’re just a fake, Sophia,” she declared, her voice cutting. “Pretending to be close to Sigma S won’t save you. You’re a fraud, and everyone knows it.”

A few murmurs rippled through the room. Some of the businessmen exchanged uneasy glances, their expressions unreadable.

One of them cleared his throat and added, “Ms. Sophia, we respect you, but Linda does have a point. Even if you’ve lost face here, you can’t risk angering Sigma S. If he finds out you’re using his name, it could spell disaster for Lumora.”

“Disaster for Lumora?” I repeated softly, my lips curving into a faint smile. “Interesting.”

The words hung in the air like a gauntlet thrown down, and I could feel the tension spike as I began moving through the room.

I turned to the first businessman and said, “Mr. Hartman, your project, *Solis Wind Energy*. Who’s the second-largest investor?”

Hartman stiffened, his face turning pale. "This is a project that hasn't been disclosed to the public yet. H-how do you know about it?"

I turned to another. “Ms. Laron, the *Seacrest Shipping Terminal*—still in its preliminary stages, isn’t it? Who funded 40% of your preliminary surveys?”