Chapter 157 It's Not Just An Attack—It's A Calculated Effort

• "What the hell is going on?!" Victor exclaimed, his face red with rage as he glared at his assistant. "What happened to the stocks? Why is everything going downward?"
• Victor’s assistant, Donovan, trembled under the weight of Victor's explosive rage. He adjusted his glasses nervously, clutching a tablet displaying a series of plunging red lines and alarming financial forecasts.
• “Sir, we’ve traced the anomalies in the market. It seems like someone has been deliberately shorting our stocks and leaking sensitive information to the media,” Donovan stammered.