Chapter 203: The Pinnacle of a Qing

The storm broke not with a clap of thunder, but with a low, resonant hum that vibrated through the very soul of the Lin Group tower. It was a sound that preceded earthquakes, a thrumming that made the teeth ache and the blood run cold. Outside, rain lashed against the panoramic windows of the CEO's office, each drop striking like a tiny pebble. But the true storm was inside. It began with the elevator. The digital display, which should have been locked to executive access only, lit up, its numbers...