Semua Bab Traveller Of Two Worlds: Bab 2451 - Bab 2460

“Leave,”.Mies Sai finally said, his tone as cold as the steel that fortified his reputation. In that one word, the fates of 120 CEOs were sealed. No one argued. No one negotiated. They filed out of the room, their footsteps echoing down the long hallway as the heavy doors closed behind them. Yet even after they were gone, the tension lingered, a palpable reminder of the purge that had just taken place. For several long moments, the room remained quiet, the remaining executives too stunned to move or speak. Then Catherine Kent, the formidable CEO of Virtue Financial, rose from her seat. Adjusting her posture, she stepped into the center of the room. Her commanding presence, though less severe than Mies Sai’s, was equally impossible to ignore. “Now that the cancer has been excised,”. (Catherine Kent)Catherine began, her voice steady but urgent, “We must turn our attention to the threat at hand. The meddling of the United States government is not something we can overlook. Their i

As they left the suite, a solemn determination settled over the two. They knew the responsibility that awaited them and the trust that had been placed in their hands. The era of Mies Sai’s unrelenting presence at the helm was shifting, and with it, Virtue Financial was poised to enter a new chapter. The decision to rebrand Virtue Financial and its subsidiaries as Virtue Financial International sent a clear and defiant message to the world’s governments: meddling in the company’s affairs would no longer be tolerated. Catherine Kent, representing Virtue Financial, alongside Marcuez Vega of Virtue Constructions and Maria Hills of Virtue Medical, led this bold transformation. With the term "International" now tied to their names, the subsidiaries stood unified, prepared to face the retaliation of meddling powers with a calculated and unyielding stance. Two days after the pivotal meeting, Catherine Kent stepped into the spotlight, holding a press conference at Virtue Financial Internatio

“Gentlemen,”.he said, his voice carrying a calm yet commanding tone.“Welcome. I’m glad you could join us.”. The ministers exchanged excited glances, realizing that their efforts had brought them face-to-face with the man who could reshape their nations’ futures. The real negotiations were about to begin. The meeting between Mies Sai, Jonathan Togo, and Schevenko Schevenkova began with a calm that belied the magnitude of their discussion. Within the luxurious café at Mies Sai’s private resort, the atmosphere was cordial yet laced with purpose. The two ministers, initially hesitant, found themselves disarmed by the straightforward and accommodating manner in which Mies Sai addressed their concerns.Jonathan Togo, seated opposite Mies Sai, could not help but reflect on the moment. He had known Virtue Financial International to be immensely wealthy, but witnessing this meeting in real-time underscored a truth that left him in awe: this was not just a corporation. It was a global entit

“I’m angry. We’re all angry. But we need to ask ourselves: Why did this happen? Why did Virtue Financial International feel so pushed that they had to make this drastic decision? Could it be… could it be that we drove them to this? That our own government’s greed and mismanagement pushed this great company to its breaking point?”. (News Anchor Kelly Clark)The shift in tone startled viewers. For a moment, the rage simmered down, replaced by a collective pause for thought. Online forums lit up with debates as people began dissecting the deeper causes of the crisis.As the evening approached, Kelly Clark returned for another segment, her fiery demeanor replaced with visible frustration. Her hands gestured emphatically as she addressed the audience.“Virtue Financial International isn’t just leaving,”. (News Anchor Kelly Clark) she said, her voice tinged with desperation.“They’re taking with them the livelihoods of thousands of Americans. They’re taking critical medicines, cutting-edg

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away in the Russian Far East, Mies Sai stepped off a private jet onto the sprawling expanse of Sakhalin Island. The air was crisp and cool, carrying the scent of pine trees and the distant ocean. Half of this island now belonged to him—a gift from the Russian government, secured through deft negotiations and mutually beneficial agreements. Officially recorded as a privately owned property, this section of Sakhalin had been transformed into Mies Sai’s sovereign territory.As Mies Sai walked along the island’s rugged terrain, accompanied by a team of engineers and architects, the vision for what this land could become began to take shape. Towering cranes loomed in the distance, and the sound of machinery echoed across the landscape as construction crews worked tirelessly to bring the plans to life.A foreman approached; his hard hat slightly askew.“Mr. Sai, the town center’s foundations are ready to pour. We’re following the blueprints you approved, but th