"What?"
Marion shot up from his chair, roaring with fury, "What did you say? Say it again!"
The boardroom fell deathly silent, all executives holding their breath. They stared in horror at the tablet on the table, its data charts and code like a death sentence for Ballard Group's future.
"The core architecture, material ratios, and packaging processes of the 'Venus' chip—all confidential data—were uploaded to a foreign open-source code community thirty minutes ago."
Trent's voice trembled uncontrollably. "Now... the whole world can see it!"
Marion's chest heaved, his eyes bloodshot, but years of business acumen forced a shred of calm amidst his rage.
"Legal team, contact the platform immediately and demand that the data be removed! Tech team, assess the damage to the 'Venus' project
