The 24th Century Warrior Became a Fake Heiress novel Chapter 403

As he spoke, he raised a glass of blood-red wine toward Holden in a mocking toast.

Holden's gaze hardened as he stared right through the screen. "Williams, I called you into this briefing to find answers, not to listen to your snark.

"Learn some manners, or I'll rip your tongue out myself."

"Take it easy, dear brother, I'm just stating the obvious, aren't I?"

Williams gave his glass a slight tilt. "Had we caught wind of this an hour sooner, we might've extracted Andre—or at least pulled strings to get him extradited.

"Now? The proof is ironclad, and Ascent Dynamics is gonna be the punchline of the century.

"So brother, instead of playing savior, you'd better brainstorm how to wash our hands clean.

"Ascent Dynamics is innocent, remember? We were kept in the dark.

"Just make sure you handle those frantic calls from our high-rolling clients so nobody ruins my vacation, alright?"

Right on cue, the sharp chime of the boardroom telephone shattered the silence.

Holden narrowed his eyes and answered the line.

"Sir, check the web right now. Everything on Ascent Dynamics just leaked."

Hearing the panicked voice on the receiver, Holden hit a switch on the console to route the external feeds onto the main monitors.

A frigid glint flashed in his eyes as he squinted at the screen.

An icy chill settled over the room, thick enough to choke on.

As Holden's expression darkened, everyone around the table turned toward the massive display.

Collective gasps echoed through the room.

The screen was plastered with a laundry list of Ascent Dynamics' dirtiest deeds spanning over a decade.

It spelled out how they bankrolled Andre's rogue lab, set up human trials, buried fatal malpractice cases, and wiped out business rivals.

If that had been all, they might've weathered the storm.

But the leak laid bare Ascent Dynamics' black-market dealings across every corner of the globe.

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