Arnold Cure, recently promoted as VP, stood at the head of a long, mahogany table in a luxurious conference room. The DearBeak Co. emblem on the wall behind him radiated importance.
"Drake Chwe, you can do this ." he said under his breath.
Under his new alias, Drake gathered his team members, each chosen for their unique skills and loyalty.
Clearing his throat, he adjusted his gold-framed eyeglasses and began, "Ladies and gentlemen, as the new Vice President of External Affairs, I have some exciting news to share." He pointed to a screen displaying a map of the industry landscape, highlighting their competitor, BellRox Corp.
"Our goal is to take DearBeak to the top and challenge BellRox's supremacy."
The room buzzed with surprise as his team exchanged glances, struggling to grasp t
