Melvin, however, kept his face perfectly calm even as irritation churned beneath it. He was a vice president of Gibson Corporation, yet Miranda had publicly shut him down in front of every shareholder. She had given him no room to save face.Felix was not entirely comfortable either, but his voice remained low and steady. “Dr. Stone, please continue.”Miranda went on, pulling up a market analysis report. “This is the projected revenue for civilian medical use. If this technology expands into defense, aerospace, and related fields, the potential returns are immeasurable.”The shareholders began murmuring to one another. Several were already nodding, their skepticism softening. Miranda’s three-year proposal was clearly winning them over.Melvin saw it happening and felt a knot of panic tightening in his chest.“Dr. Stone, what is the success rate of this project?” an older board member finally asked.“At this stage, this is all I can responsibly disclose,” Miranda replied. “You may
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