A military siege for Emilia

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Inside the boardroom of Apollo Constructions, the atmosphere was calm, professional, and focused. A junior employee stood at the front, nervously clicking through his slides while presenting to the executives. Mr. Alaska sat at the head of the table, nodding along with faint approval. “…so, as you can see, this project will be monumental—” The young man didn’t get to finish. The doors slammed open, so violently that they ricocheted off the walls. Everyone jerked in their seats. In the doorway stood Mr. Pete Apollo — Chairman, Founder, and CEO. The man was in his early sixties, yet the fury radiating off him made him look decades younger. His eyes were wild, his face red, and his breathing harsh, as though he’d sprinted up several flights of stairs. A collective whisper rippled throug

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