Chapter 99 - The Sovereign Counterstrike
"Liam," I commanded. "Transmit the unredacted files directly to the press, Interpol, and the Swiss Federal Prosecutor's office. Do not leak them anonymously. Put my name on every header. Let the world know the Sovereign Matriarch is calling the debt."
"Uploading now," Liam smiled, hitting the execution command.
"Leo," I continued, "reroute our liquidity reserves from the Singapore vaults through the private satellite blockchain. Flood the London exchange with buy orders for every distressed asset the Directorate tries to short. If they sell, we buy. We buy until we own their debt, their buildings, and their very names."
"Executing," Leo replied, his screens flashing a dazzling emerald green as billions of dollars began shifting across global markets at the speed of light.
"And what about the Baltic fortress, Mom?" Lucas asked, his eyes gleaming with dangerous fire. "The Apex Directorate won't surrender just because they lose a financial game. They have a private naval fleet guarding their sanctuary."
"Then we don't play by their rules," I replied. "We don't send lawyers. We send the Sovereign Fleet."
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Suddenly, the lights inside the jet cabin flickered.
The holographic war table violently distorted, the clean blue lines turning to jagged static. The radio frequencies exploded with high-pitched feedback, forcing Liam and Leo to tear off their headsets.
