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The private jet, a silver arrow of ambition, pierced the deep velvet night above the endless ocean. Inside its hushed cabin, Chan permitted himself a single, unguarded moment. The slow burn of aged whiskey anchored him as he stared into the abyss of stars. He was a king in a glass tower, a CEO whose name was both a promise and a threat. Everything he had—the empire, the respect, the fear—was born from sacrifice. His creation was his soul, laid bare in quarterly reports and market shares. A deafening crack, raw and metallic, shattered the silence. The world upended. His body was flung against the cabin's side, the glass in his hand exploding into a storm of crystal and bourbon. The shriek of alarms flooded the space, urgent and terrible. The plane bucked violently, a dying animal.