Chapter 1200:
“I’ve long heard of you, VS,” Carter said, stopping about three meters from the table and offering a restrained nod. “It’s an honor to finally meet you. I’m Carter Norris, representing Mr. Fowler of Ares Global. I’ve come to discuss certain matters.”
Cillian mirrored the gesture with a slight bow. “Cillian Morgan. Military advisor for Ares Global, accompanying Mr. Norris.”
From behind the metal mask came a low, distorted electronic voice — its gender indistinguishable. “Courtesy is unnecessary. It was your people who erred — eavesdropping on things they had no business hearing.”
Carter’s heart skipped, but he recovered quickly. “VS, that was a mistake. Mr. Fowler extends his sincerest apologies. Miss Fowler acted rashly and caused offense, but he is prepared to offer fair compensation. I am fully authorized to negotiate on his behalf. Release Miss Fowler and her companion, and we can reach an agreement.”
“Fair compensation?” The electronic voice carried a faint trace of amusement. “Does that include Ares Global’s arms market shares in East Arindel, Southeast Arindel, and the Midlands? Your exclusive supply contracts with various nations’ covert forces? Or perhaps your intelligence networks across multiple countries — especially within Eshea?”
Carter’s eyelids twitched. VS’s ambition was staggering. He forced a polite smile. “VS, you must be joking. Market shares and exclusive contracts are the foundation of our business. The personnel network is highly sensitive. That said, Mr. Fowler’s sincerity is genuine. We can offer agency rights in non-core regions and jointly explore emerging markets, including shared distribution channels. As for the rest — we would need time to consider.”
Cillian chose his moment perfectly, stepping forward with a polished, professional smile. “VS, if I may,” he began smoothly. “I’ve spent years studying global power shifts. In business, as in war, alliances win battles. Endless conflict only drains resources. You and Mr. Fowler are both giants — why tear each other apart over existing territory when you could expand the pie together?”
VS shifted his posture slightly — a small but telling movement that hinted at interest.
“Continue,” the voice said evenly.
Cillian cleared his throat, his voice taking on a confident, persuasive rhythm. “Eshea is expanding rapidly, but internally it is far from stable. Border disputes, historical grudges, ethnic tensions — leverage exists everywhere. You’ve already secured relationships at the top, giving you a significant advantage. Here is the strategy: you continue to deepen cooperation with Eshea, building trust and gaining broader access to resources. Simultaneously, Ares Global can discreetly activate our networks in other regions — particularly among nations uneasy about Eshea’s rise — to orchestrate well-timed, controlled friction that generates new demand.”
D𝗂𝘀с𝗼v𝗲r 𝗵𝗶𝘥𝘥𝘦𝗻 𝗴e𝗺ѕ 𝗼𝗇 𝗴𝗮𝗹𝗻𝗈𝘃e𝗅s.𝗰𝗼𝗆
His tone grew more animated, as though sketching a vast blueprint in the air. “A few controlled standoffs in sensitive maritime zones. Minor flare-ups along disputed borders. Discreet support for ambitious local factions. Once tensions escalate, demand for advanced weaponry will skyrocket. At that stage, you could legally funnel older inventory through Eshea, while Ares Global supplies cutting-edge systems externally. Profits shared, inside and out. The existing market remains untouched, while the potential expands exponentially. The returns wouldn’t just double — they could increase tenfold, even a hundredfold, from today’s levels.”
Cillian concluded with his gaze locked on the masked figure, utterly confident that no truly ambitious arms dealer could resist such an offer.
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