Meanwhile, back in Ashvale, Silas sat in the chaotic, messy office of the Brooks Group headquarters, the latest financial report spread open across his desk in front of him.
Every single number blared bright red. Losses. Debt. Defaults.
A company that had once boasted a three-billion market cap withered away by ninety percent in barely a month.
Suppliers were hounding him for payment. Banks had yanked all their loans. Every single business partner had ripped up their contracts and walked away.
Even his own employees had not received a single paycheck in three months.
Most had already bailed. Only a handful of old-timers who had stood by him for years were still clinging to the sinking ship by their fingertips.
The assistant shoved the door open, his face drained of all color, and ann
