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Chapter 26- Zion's Diary Entry 2
Today, I feel the weight of the entire world on my shoulders. No matter how much I want to believe that everything will turn out alright in the end, I worry that the reputation of the company will never recover. I can't help but fear for the livelihoods of all the people who work under me. If I fail to restore the people's faith in my ability to lead an ethical and responsible company, they'll turn against me like hungry wolves.
Such is the way of life. When you live in the spotlight, wether by fate or by choice, you will always be up for scrutiny. No one will remain on your side when a more beneficial opportunity presents itself to the other party. I've got to get to the bottom of this whole thing and weed out the bad actors, one by one, until the people can trust that I'm a competent leader.
I swear to all the heavens that I will not rest until I see Randal Alfonso punished to the full extent of the law! It's never been a secret that he tr
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