In a high-security conference room buried deep underground, the board members and stakeholders of Project Minerva sat in a silence thick with tension. What was supposed to be a routine progress report had spiraled into a fury-laced showdown, with Marco Lavgine, the founder and mastermind behind the project, barely keeping it together.
His face hardened, jaw clenched, and his glare cut across the room like a scalpel. The patience once seen in his eyes had vanished, replaced by a burning fire that simmered in silence. Though his expression remained calm, the tight muscles in his jaw and the suffocating weight in the air betrayed the storm beneath. It was as if gravity itself bowed to his bottled-up rage.
He stood up slowly, both hands pressing down on the glass table so forcefully it nearl
