Two days after Sentinel Systems' ultimatum, the Philippine economy was teetering on the edge.
Matthew Borja sat in his executive office, staring at the endless reports streaming in. The peso had continued its decline, hitting a four-year low against the US dollar. The stock market was still bleeding, with major firms scrambling to assure shareholders that this crisis would pass.
Angel, pacing back and forth, barely looked up from her tablet. "Vargas is still holding his ground," she said. "He hasn't responded publicly, but behind closed doors, his people are scrambling."
Lucas sighed, rubbing his temples. "I've spoken to some of our business allies. A few of them have been receiving phone calls from government officials, urging them to distance themselves from you. They're using pressure tactics, hoping to isolate Sentinel."
Matthew smirked. "And are they?"
