The Price of Gold and Iron: A Narrative of Broken Legacies, Corporate Armor, and the Forced Reckoning of an Empire
CHAPTER 1: THE GLASS SHARDS The high-definition display didn’t flicker. It held the numbers—99.98%—in a stark, unblinking white that washed over the ballroom, draining the artificial warmth from the gold-leaf molding and the silk-draped tables. Arthur Vance did not drop his glass. To drop it would be an admission of a tremor, and Arthur had…