Noah Steele leaned back in his chair, eyes fixed on the glowing monitors before him. A satisfied smile slowly crept across his face.
“Well,” he muttered to himself, tapping the armrest lightly, “if the Three Major Companies don’t have a hidden card left… this is pretty much the end for them.”
He chuckled softly.
“How boring. I spent over ten minutes preparing backup plans, and none of them even mattered. Not a single one.”
The data streams flowed smoothly, every variable falling exactly where he expected it to.
“I really overestimated them,” Noah continued, shaking his head. “They couldn’t even withstand something this basic. It’s like using an anti-aircraft gun to swat a mosquito.”
His lips curled with faint disappointment.
“Pathetic. Completely uninteresting.”
Then, as if a switc
