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Chapter 142 - chapter 143: The Emotional Turning Point

The Circle contacted me again.

Formal this time.

Have you decided?

I stared at the message for a long time.

Then I asked one question.

Did you ask my father to sacrifice people for stability?

Their reply came slower than usual.

We asked him to make a necessary decision.

Necessary.

That word felt cold.

And if I refuse?

Their answer was simple.

Then you remain outside the structure.

Pause.

And outside protection.

That was the real threat.

Not violence.

Exposure.

I finally replied:

My father believed power should protect people.

Three dots appeared.

Then their response:

Idealism fades with responsibility.

I put the phone down slowly.

Because I realised something important.

This wasn't just a business decision anymore.

It was identity.

And whatever I chose next…

Would decide what kind of leader I become.

I didn't rush my answer.

Power respects patience more than speed.

After two days I finally replied to The Circle.

I won't trade people for stability.

Their response came hours later.

Then you choose uncertainty.

I answered:

I choose responsibility.

No reply came after that.

Which was more worrying than threats.

Victor later called.

"You just did what your father did."

"I know."

"Do you understand the consequences?"

"Yes."

"Say it."

I took a slow breath.

"I just refused protection."

Silence.

Then Victor said quietly:

"Good."

That surprised me.

"Why?"

"Because protection that costs your freedom is ownership."

Ownership.

That word made everything clear.

I didn't want to be owned.

Not by fear.

Not by power.

Not by anyone.

That night I slept peacefully for the first time in weeks.

Because whether I win or lose now…

I chose my own ground.

The response arrived three days later.

Three contracts were cancelled, and two investors delayed their funding.

One legal review was initiated, but no illegality was identified.

It was simply a matter of exerting pressure.

Victor acknowledged the situation, referring to it as "economic isolation testing."

When asked if he thought he could withstand it, he responded affirmatively.

He then questioned whether they wanted to gauge the cost of his principles.

I remained calm and activated an approach I had developed months earlier:

trust networks among small companies I had previously supported.

Within weeks, minor gaps were bridged, albeit imperfectly, but sufficiently. Victor seemed impressed and remarked,

"You built shock absorbers."

I corrected him, stating,

"I built relationships," to which he replied, "Same thing."

At that moment, I realised a significant truth: while the Circle employs control,

I rely on connection.

Although the latter may be slower, it remains my own.

Kael contacted me again to acknowledge that I had surprised them.

I responded with, "Is that a bad thing?" His reply was, "It makes you unpredictable, and they respect that."

Hesitating, I asked why he was assisting me. After a long pause, he said,

"Because someone should have supported your father more."

This response felt personal.

I inquired if he knew him well; another pause followed.

He replied,

"More than you think."

This answer generated more questions than it answered.

Before ending the conversation, he sent one final message: "Be cautious about who you trust next. They may attempt a different strategy."

The phrase "different strategy" unsettled me.

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