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Chapter Eighteen: The War Room

Author: Opey Lux
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"Their defence is built on three assumptions," I said, "and all three are wrong."

The boardroom was full — my full team this time, eight of them around the table, laptops open, the wall screen behind me showing Cole Industries' counter-strategy document broken into colour-coded sections. Red for weak. Green for exploitable. There was a lot of green.

"They're assuming the board will hold firm on the existing ownership structure," I said, pointing at the first section. "It won't. Two of his board
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