In the Montiria five-star hotel, a loud crash echoed as a vase shattered on the floor.
Silvanus, who had been brimming with confidence just moments ago, was now seething with rage, his eyes blazing with fury.
He turned on the financial magnates present, shouting at the top of his lungs, "What the hell are you all doing?! Not a single one of you could get any money!"
Just earlier, these top-tier financial magnates from Dornia had gone to Montiria's banks to secure loans. They spent money, dined well, drank their fill, and in the end, all they got was a dismissive reply, "No funds available".
The faces of the financial magnates turned ashen. Without the Montirian Ducats they had counted on, they were finished. This meant their plan to short Montirian enterprises had completely failed.
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