CHAPTER SIX HUNDRED AND FORTY FIVE – CONGLOMERATION

For the next hour, Marco and Jasmine tag-teamed the presentation, addressing concerns, answering questions, and demonstrating a united front that was impossible to ignore. By the end, even the most vocal critics seemed impressed. Carlos Mendoza cleared his throat. "I have to admit, Don Cesaro, this is... impressive. You've clearly put a lot of thought into this." Ricardo Fuentes nodded in agreement. "And the financial projections are very promising. If we can pull this off..." "We will pull it off," Marco said firmly. "But I need everyone in this room fully committed. No more questioning my leadership, no more doubting our ability to navigate these troubled waters. Are we clear?" A chorus of affirmatives filled the room. As the meeting adjourned, Jasmine could see a new respect in the eyes of the cartel members as they filed out. Once they were alone, Marco pulled Jasmine into a tight embrace. "You were amazing, mi amor. I couldn't have done this without you." Jasmine smiled, kis