A Toast to Ruin

The champagne bubbled golden in the crystal glasses as Sylvie and Evander sat on the terrace overlooking the lake. The evening air was warm, carrying the scent of roses from the garden below. On the glass table between them, newspapers were spread out like victory flags, each headline a testament to Damon's crumbling world.

"VOSS INDUSTRIES BOARD CONSIDERS CEO REMOVAL" read the Economic Tribune.

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