Her Celestial Farm on the Scrapyard Planet (by Kay Lucas) novel Chapter 583

Chapter 583 A Brewing Storm

Chapter 583 A Brewing Storm

ence settled over the conference room again.

arlie sat in his chair, drumming his fingers against the table.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

The sound cut through the quiet room, landing on everyone’s nerves.

He remembered how, just a year ago, Seafarm’s market value had reached its highest point in history.

At the shareholders’ meeting, the ch

twenty years.

Yet only one year had passe

“Samuel.” He finally bre

“Come up with a pl with Tycoon Far

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“Sha

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d confidently declared that Seafarm’s monopoly wouldn’t be challenged for the ne:

eport within 24 hours on whether we should cut prices or run promotions to compete

d.”

amuel’s forehead again. “Yes, sir.”

es director. “I want you personally watching the stores. Keep customer traffic steady. Make sure customers. And no one is ever to say, ‘If you can’t afford it, don’t buy it,’ again. Anyone who says n is fired immediately.”

y looked at the assistant. “Stay in close contact with headquarters. No matter what happens, I want the moment it comes in.”

Yes, sir.”

and swept his gaze across everyone in the room. “Meeting adjourned.”

it as though a huge weight had been lifted from their shoulders. They quickly stood and heady for the door.

as the last to leave, dragging his feet while already trying to figure out how he was supposed to write that feasibility

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n Farm’s eggs were

ed, realizing

nd walked back to Charlie.

wouldn’t come back.

ice was barely above a whisper.

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Chapter 583 A Brewing Stort

Charlie looked at him. “Go on.”

Brandon hesitated before speaking: 21 heard the Fifth Military is planning to use the Swarmborn against Tycoon Farm”

Charlie’s pupils shrank instantly. “What?”

“The information hasn’t been confirmed yet. I only heard it from a friend.” Brandon inwered his voice even further. It sounds like they’re planning to let the Swarmborn do the dirty work and take out Tycoon Farm.”

Charlie remained silent for a long time.

He stared at the sunlight outside the window and the bustling city skyline in the distance. Suddenly, he felt as though something was emerging from the darkness,

No. It wasn’t approaching anymore. It was already here.

“This has nothing to do with us.” He finally spoke. “We don’t know anything. And neither do you.”

Brandon nodded. “Understood.”

Fifth Military Headquarters. Chief of Staff’s Office.

Gregory sat behind his desk. A holographic display in front of him showed the newly drafted planetary transfer agreement.

He had been staring at it for a full ten minutes, reading every word over and over as if he were making sure of something, or perhaps simply delaying the inevitable.

Night had already fallen outside. The office was lit only by a single desk lamp whose dim yellow glow split his face into sharp band of light and shadow.

There was a knock at the door.

“Come in.”

Weston pushed the door open and walked in, carrying a folder. His expression wasn’t encouraging.

“Chief Gregory, Legal has reviewed the agreement. There aren’t any legal loopholes. Once you sign it, we can deliver it to Tycoon Farm tomorrow.”

Gregory didn’t take it. He simply stared at the agreement for a moment before asking, “Has everyone been taken care of?”

“Yes. Evander and the other five were transferred from the farm to the Military Inspection Committee this afternoon. Once the paperwork is complete, they’ll be released. The commission didn’t make things difficult for them, and Gunther’s injuries have already been treated.” Weston paused. “But Gunther’s military career is over. The Military Inspection Committee ruled it a semes disciplinary violation and recommended a dishonorable discharge along with referral to military court. As for Evander and the others, they’ll be demoted and reassigned.”

Gregory tapped the desk twice Tap. Tap.

He didn’t comment on the outcome. He simply picked up his pen and signed the agreement

The scratch of the pen across the paper was soft, yet it sounded unusually clear in the silent offe

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