I'll Let The World Burn For You

1994 Words

“This is reckless!” barked Mr. Jenkins, a balding man in an impeccable navy suit, his face red with frustration. “We cannot move forward without a clearer financial forecast. We risk everything if this goes sideways!” Across the table, Mrs. Davenport, a sharp-eyed woman with silver-streaked hair and a pinched expression, interjected. “Pulling out now would be catastrophic. The market will view us as unstable. Do you want our stock to plummet?” The clamor of arguments grew louder, voices overlapping in a chaotic symphony of disagreement. At the head of the table stood Christopher, CEO, and the undeniable force driving the company forward. His tall frame loomed over them, hands pressed firmly on the table, knuckles white with restrained fury. His jaw tightened with every passing second, th

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