Chapter 217 The Final Betrayal

The conference room buzzed with tension as Silas spread the blueprints across the polished mahogany table. The overhead lights cast a sterile glow, illuminating the intricate details of Rockwell Enterprises' architectural schematics. Red ink marked specific points—load-bearing columns, ventilation shafts, and sub-basement access routes—all annotated with precise timing sequences. Genevieve leaned in, her eyes scanning the ominous annotations. "These aren't just structural notes," she murmured, her voice tinged with disbelief. "They're instructions for a coordinated demolition."