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Chapter Forty-Seven: Burn the Throne

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The room froze.

Not because Aria raised her voice.

Not because she struggled against the chains.

But because every screen lit up at once.

The silver-haired man turned slowly toward the monitors.

His calm fractured.

Live feeds filled the walls—financial networks, government oversight hearings, global news stations, social media streams exploding in real time.

And at the center of them all—

Damian Vale.

Standing before a bank of microphones.

Calm. Controlled.

Deadly.

“My name is Damian Vale,” he said evenly, “and today I am releasing information that will dismantle the most dangerous financial cartel operating in modern history.”

Aria exhaled.

He did it.

The man whispered, “No…”

Names scrolled across screens.

Faces once hidden behind shell companies were dragged into daylight.

Charts exposed money laundering routes.

Footage showed bribes exchanged in private rooms.

Audio recordings played—voices laughing about collapsing nations, buying silence, trading lives.

The Consortium.

Exposed.

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