The 24th Century Warrior Became a Fake Heiress novel Chapter 376

A Superpowered Warrior in a Fake Heiress’s Body

Chapter 376 The Regulatory Snare

The plant’s high–precision experimental licensing was valid, but what about the auxiliary industrial infrastructure?

Even if they rushed through structural renovations, flagging the facility for non–compliance took nothing more than a casual word.

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Manufacturing a few arbitrary violations to mandate further retrofits and dragging the process out for months left the Sinclairs helpless.

He scoffed under his breath.

The compliance officer wore a look of cold contempt.

They had long received instructions from the Keller syndicate to choke off Sinclair Group‘ technical development.

The task was effortless, lucrative, and conducted under an impeccably lawful pretense–what could the Sinclairs possibly do about it?

Who told them to let their experimental runs explode in the first place?

With repeated municipal directives emphasizing workplace safety and standardized operations, their bureaucratic obstruction was bulletproof against any scrutiny.

With that in mind, he waved a dismissive hand, “Next!

“If Sinclair Group cannot achieve full compliance, don’t bother returning next time. Stop wasting public resources and everyone’s time.”

At his parting words, applicants across the lobby turned to stare at Julian, sending humiliation burning through his veins until his hands trembled.

Bang!

Stepping outside the Market Oversight Bureau, Julian kicked the concrete pillar in sheer fury.

Right then, his phone chimed with an incoming call from Isabella.

“Uncle Julian, did the filing go smoothly?”

Isabella inquired in a gentle, warm tone.

“No…”

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Forcing down the boiling rage in his chest, Julian replied, “A few procedural approvals hit a

snag.

“Tell your grandfather not to worry. We just need a bit more time.”

Ever since his health improved, Raymond had been desperate to reboot their clean–energy battery research.

After all, having absorbed the capital allocation brokered through Carter Group, Sinclair Group was flush with liquid reserves.

Indeed, the funds Isabella wired under her Vex persona had cleared into Sinclair accounts days

ago.

A private capital injection circumvented tedious bureaucratic filings entirely, requiring only Carter Group’s legal team to verify the covenants.

Isabella had transferred over a billion dollars in one stroke.

Isabella’s eyes narrowed slightly.

She knew that under normal standards, holding experimental clearance, verified facilities, and abundant capitalization meant the petition should have cleared without friction.

Evidently, the Keller syndicate had intervened.

First stalling institutional approvals, then holding auxiliary utilities, power, water, and site security hostage.

Isabella’s gaze turned frosty.

She knew the Keller family was entrenched throughout the upper echelons of municipal

commerce.

With the Golden Elixir buying corporate favors, far too many officials were eager to do them courtesies.

The web of shared interest was vast and deeply buried.

Furthermore, the Kellers had weaponized the Sinclairs‘ past lab accident under the righteous guise of industrial safety, making it difficult to prove targeted bad faith.

Her eyes narrowed with calculating focus.

A solution materialized in her mind within seconds.

“Uncle Julian, don’t worry. We will have an alternative pathway shortly.”

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Isabella’s tone was calm and reassuring.

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The Kellers‘ sole leverage was framing the battery development as an uncontrollable hazard prone to violent detonations and casualties, wasn’t it?

If Sinclair Group resolved the detonation risk on neutral ground, how could the Kellers keep obstructing them?

Turning the plan over in her thoughts, she dialed Kevin Parker’s line.

“Professor Parker, hello…”

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Across town at the Keller estate.

Preston sat in high spirits, bantering with his executive subordinates.

“Let us see how the Sinclairs wiggle out of this one.

“Hoping to stage a quick turnaround? In their dreams.”

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