Anton Stable stood just outside the front gates of the newly rebranded Billion Bloodline Group headquarters, his polished shoes clicking against the pavement as he shifted nervously from one foot to the other. Above him, security cameras hummed quietly, their lenses tilting in his direction as if the entire building were aware of his presence. He straightened his crimson suit jacket, adjusted the cuffs of his shirt, and exhaled through gritted teeth.
"I have to do this," he muttered under his breath. "For the Stable family. If I don't get this investment… my father is going to eat me alive."
