I'm The King of Business & Technology in the Modern World

Sentinel BioTech HQ, Manila

0800 Hours, Two Weeks Later

Matthew entered the large conference room precisely at eight, coffee in hand, feeling oddly refreshed despite the demanding weeks behind him. The recent success of the Titan deployments had energized his entire team, yet it also brought new complexities and pressures. Seated around the polished table were his senior engineers, Dr. Elaine Ng, Dr. Sophia Cruz, his assistant Angel, and several heads from security and logistics.

"Good morning, everyone," Matthew greeted, setting his coffee down gently. "Let's dive straight into it. Elaine, start us off."

Dr. Ng cleared her throat and tapped her tablet. A screen behind her lit up with data streams and diagnostic charts from the recent combat operations.

"Phase Three is officially active," Elaine began calmly. "As of yesterday, we've finalized preparations for the mass production phase. Two hundred Titan Mk-II suits will roll out within the next eighteen months, with fifty operational suits ready by the end of this quarter."

Matthew nodded thoughtfully, absorbing the numbers. "And how are we positioned regarding our raw materials and third-party suppliers?"

Sophia leaned forward, quickly pulling up the relevant information. "Supply chains are secure, though under strain. Our German servo-actuator supplier indicated increased foreign inquiries, likely Russian or Chinese-backed proxies attempting to bypass us. We've asked them to tighten their internal security."

"Understood," Matthew replied calmly, considering this carefully. "Angel, any diplomatic pushback from our contacts at the Pentagon or allied governments?"

Angel shook her head, consulting her notes. "None yet. Colonel Hudson assured me yesterday that NATO's initial reaction to our demonstration was very positive. However, some concerns were raised about the potential for technology leaks or espionage risks—especially with export to allies."

Matthew smiled faintly, unsurprised. "I expected that. The Pentagon will insist on stringent export controls. Let's proactively prepare documentation for compliance, making sure our security protocols exceed their demands. Show them we're ahead of this issue."

Angel nodded firmly. "Already underway."

A brief silence filled the room as Matthew glanced around thoughtfully. "And speaking of security, where do we stand internally? With global attention on Titan, the risk of corporate espionage is now higher than ever."

Tom Adler, head of corporate security, straightened slightly, his expression serious but confident. "We've elevated our cybersecurity protocols to the highest level. Monitoring systems, personnel vetting, and internal surveillance have all been upgraded. All communications and data transfers regarding Titan remain air-gapped from external networks."

Matthew raised an eyebrow. "Any attempted breaches lately?"

Adler hesitated momentarily before nodding. "Several small-scale probes from unknown sources, probably state-sponsored actors testing our defenses. All were detected and neutralized immediately. No data compromised."

Matthew gave a satisfied nod. "Keep it tight, Tom. Everyone is watching us closely now."

"Absolutely," Adler confirmed firmly.

Matthew leaned back slightly, addressing the entire group calmly. "Remember, our technology changed the landscape. Titan is more than a business—it's a strategic global asset now. Every move we make will be scrutinized, dissected, and targeted. But we've always operated ahead of the curve. Let's keep it that way."

A murmur of agreement rippled around the table.

"Thank you all," Matthew concluded firmly. "Let's get to work."

As the team filed out, Angel lingered behind. Matthew noticed her thoughtful silence and paused briefly, raising an eyebrow.

"Something on your mind?" he asked gently.

Angel hesitated slightly before nodding. "Unofficially, Colonel Hudson hinted at increased chatter about Titan from Russian and Chinese intelligence channels. They're aware they can't replicate the Titan fully yet, but they're close. It's only a matter of months, possibly less."

Matthew exhaled slowly, unsurprised yet wary. "They won't stop until they achieve parity. For now, we stay vigilant. Did Hudson suggest any action from our side?"

She shook her head. "No direct requests yet, but he emphasized readiness for countermeasures if their developments get closer."

Matthew smiled faintly, slightly amused. "So, the Pentagon expects us to manage this quietly, without drawing political attention?"

Angel nodded seriously. "Exactly."

He sighed softly, rubbing his temples. "This balancing act won't get easier, Angel. We'll need more precise intelligence. Arrange quiet meetings with our private security contractors in Europe and Asia. Informal, discreet, off the record. I want to know exactly how close Russia and China are getting."

Angel nodded professionally, already noting instructions. "I'll get started immediately."

Matthew watched her leave, feeling the weight of his responsibilities settling heavily once more. The game had changed—Titan was no longer just technology. It had become geopolitical leverage, a focal point of global military strategy. And now the world expected Matthew Borja to manage it all, flawlessly.

Pentagon, Washington D.C.

1700 Hours, Same Day

Colonel Hudson entered General Isaac Hayes's office, saluting briefly before closing the door behind him.

"Any updates from Manila?" Hayes asked immediately, glancing up from his briefing documents.

Hudson nodded, pulling a tablet from his bag. "Borja assures me they're securing the Titan technology completely. Internal defenses are robust. But our SIGINT teams indicate Russia and China are ramping up aggressively. They've intensified cyberattacks against Sentinel BioTech and their suppliers."

Hayes frowned deeply, leaning back heavily in his chair. "Can Borja handle the pressure?"

Hudson hesitated briefly, weighing his words carefully. "I believe so. His track record so far has been flawless. He's built Sentinel BioTech into a fortress. However, if Russia or China manages even partial replication, we'll need contingency plans. NATO's willingness to adopt Titan tech hinges on exclusivity."

General Hayes rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Agreed. We need to strengthen our counterintelligence and cyber defenses around Sentinel. Coordinate with NSA and Cyber Command—tighten the shield around Borja's operations. If we lose Titan exclusivity, we lose our biggest advantage."

"Understood, sir," Hudson confirmed firmly.

General Hayes glanced up sharply, eyes narrowing with calculation. "And Hudson—make sure Borja understands the stakes. His business interests are now fully aligned with our national security."

"Yes, sir," Hudson replied solemnly.

Vladivostok, Russia

Military Research Complex, Midnight

General Sergei Volkov studied the latest intelligence reports grimly. Nearby, General Wei Lijun from China sat silently, equally troubled.

"They've accelerated again," Volkov muttered darkly. "American deployments of Titan have outpaced even our most aggressive estimates."

Wei leaned forward slightly, his tone carefully neutral. "Our engineers believe we're less than six months away from prototype parity. The secondary technology Borja provided is invaluable, but still insufficient. We need deeper access."

Volkov sighed in irritation. "We underestimated Borja. He's more careful than we expected. We need an alternative plan."

Wei's eyes narrowed slightly. "Perhaps it's time we shifted focus away from stealing technology, toward undermining trust. If Borja's American handlers lose faith in him, opportunities open for us."

Volkov smiled faintly, understanding immediately. "You suggest we manufacture a leak—create suspicion, paranoia?"

"Precisely," Wei confirmed calmly. "A carefully timed disinformation campaign could fracture Borja's delicate arrangement. Make the Americans doubt his loyalty."

Volkov nodded slowly, impressed. "Agreed. Let's pursue it."

Manila, Borja Residence

Late Evening

Matthew sat alone on his balcony, quietly watching Manila's city lights. He sensed the rising stakes. America depended on Titan. Russia and China were plotting against him. The situation was becoming dangerous.

Yet, Matthew Borja wasn't afraid. He built Sentinel BioTech precisely for this scenario—powerful enough to navigate global politics, agile enough to respond instantly.

He sipped his drink slowly, calm determination steadying him. Let them come. He'd prepared meticulously for this moment.

After all, Matthew reminded himself silently, he was already several moves ahead.

The world had entered a new era. He intended to define exactly how it unfolded.