"All investors pulled out this morning, and the permit for our main project was frozen without any reason," Uncle Charlee said with a grim expression, throwing the file onto the mahogany conference table."It's not surprising," Xander replied flatly from near the window. Crossing his arms over his chest, he stared out at the skyline of skyscrapers. "A freeze this fast could only happen under a direct order from Mr. Reginald's faction.""They really want to lock down our every move," Charlee whispered, rubbing his temples. "So, what should we do, Xander?"Before Xander could give an instruction, the double doors of the conference room suddenly burst open without a knock.Antonio Wilson stepped in alone, a crooked, arrogant smirk on his face."This room always feels way too crowded with idealists like you, Charlee," Mr. Antonio called out, his heavy voice filling the room.Charlee immediately stood up straight. "Antonio? What are you doing here? We are having an internal meeting. Please
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