"Mr. Stewart, you have to give us an answer today!"The conference table in the top-floor meeting room of Stewart Group was covered with more than a dozen payment demands.The room was packed with representatives from banks, suppliers, and investment firms. They had all come to collect their money.My dad, Landon Stewart, sat anxiously at the head of the table.He had not slept all night, and he looked worn out.My oldest brother, Noah Stewart, stood behind him. He was taking calls while flipping through the financial reports.His face grew darker by the second. "Dad, the bank just pulled the loan for the Eastport project. The Westfield construction site has also stopped work. If we can't replace the funds by midnight, three banks will file for asset protection at the same time."Landon's hand shook around his glass of water.Half of it spilled onto the table, but no one offered to clean it up.In the past, these people would have needed to make an appointment weeks in advance just to
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