Law Headquarters, 18th floor, President's exclusive office.
Zion Prescott adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, and with great interest, glanced at the newspaper headlines.
—— Fletcher Properties' stock price plummets, shareholders flee, what's next for the company amid panic?
—— Young master of Fletcher Properties accused of harming a minor, how will the courts rule on such a scandalous affair?
—— Discussing the past and present of Fletcher Properties, and the impact of recent years' housing price trends in Veridia on netizens' mindsets.
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Zion Prescott chuckled, curling his lips, and shook the newspaper at the man standing by the window.
"Big brother, I get it now. What's scarier than offending you is offending your woman."
"Just look at how Fletcher Properties' stock has plummeted lately..."
