Rise of Robert,the youngest student billionaire.

CHAPTER 202

“Indeed, Mr. Langston,” Mr. Smith replied, his tone equally triumphant, though colder, more precise. “Their sales team is in shambles, and their clients are already questioning their stability. Panic is spreading like wildfire through their ranks. We’ve got them right where we want them.”

Victor chuckled, a deep, throaty sound that resonated through the room as he leaned back in his chair, the leather creaking softly under his weight.

He reached for the bottle of vintage red wine that sat nearby, effortlessly uncorked it, and poured the deep crimson liquid into his glass, the sound of the wine filling the glass a prelude to the toast he was about to make.

“To the beginning of the end for Glidson Group,” he declared, raising his glass high, his eyes gleaming with a dangerous mix of ambition and malice. “This is only the first strike. By the time we’re done with them, gentlemen, there won’t be anything left of them but memories.”

The others in the room joined in the toast, their glasses