The Prime Enterprise boardroom was a source of increasing tension as the day dragged into the afternoon. Senior board members surrounded the large, rectangular table with stern expressions on their faces and stiff postures. With William Prime to one side and Abigail to the other, Sebastian sat at the head of the table wearing a chilly, detached expression. All eyes were focused on the door, waiting for Jude to arrive.The door creaked open moments later, and Jude stepped inside. He appeared composed, but his eyes were slightly uneasy. The usual confidence he brought to meetings had vanished, replaced by a cautious wariness as he approached the table and took his seat. He nodded at the board members before turning to face Sebastian, who met his gaze without flinching.Sebastian's voice interrupted the silence. "Mr. Jude, you are here today due to serious allegations made against you. Evidence has been found linking you to a conspiracy within Prime Enterprise."Jude's eyes darted nervo
Sebastian turned to face William Prime and Abigail, his eyes flashing with a steely determination. With a determined tone, he declared, "Jacob Ben is next." "We can not let him get away from us."William Prime gave a nod of approval. "Agreed. He shares, if not more, the blame for this conspiracy than does Jude. We can not afford to put things off."Still reeling from the revelations, Abigail inhaled deeply and regained her composure. "We need to get moving quickly before he finds out what happened right now. Jacob Ben might already be planning his getaway if he senses Jude's confession."Sebastian took out his phone and dialed the security team number. His tone was icy and authoritative. "Ensure that the authorities are informed regarding Jacob Ben. I want an arrest warrant for him to be issued right away. Forward a team to his home. It is not acceptable for him to run away or destroy any proof."He looked at William as he hung up the phone. "We ought to notify the police directly. Fo
Sebastian closed the boardroom door behind him, and a palpable tension filled the room. He was already planning ahead, his thoughts racing through his head. Jacob. Though Ben had escaped their grasp, his freedom would not last long. Sebastian took out his phone as soon as he got to his office, this time to call the police."Captain Ben," Sebastian said quickly as the line connected. "I want to devote every available resource to finding Jacob Ben. We have confirmed that he has fled the country, but I need to coordinate with Interpol to ensure that he does not travel far.""Understood, Mr. Prime," Captain Ben replied. "I will have my team start the process right away. We will also send out a public alert in case anyone spots him. However, with him out of the country, it could take some time."Time is the only thing we do not have," Sebastian said, his voice tightening with frustration. "We can not let him get away. Whatever it takes, I want him to come back to this country and face the
Sebastian was standing in front of his office's full-length mirror, adjusting the cufflinks on his immaculate white shirt. Minutes passed, and the soft chatter of reporters outside the building grew louder. He needed to stay cool, collected, and tactical because the press conference was about to happen. Sebastian knew that this would be his turning point and that he could not afford to make a mistake.This time, he decided to disregard the alert that buzzed on his phone. His resolve remained unwavering despite the ceaseless stream of rumors and gossip. Storms were nothing new to him; this one was no different. Sebastian inhaled deeply, straightened his jacket, and left his office to make his way to the press room.As he entered the room, he was struck by the sound of cameras clicking and the low buzz of murmured conversations. Journalists crowded the hall, their eyes searching for any nugget of information they could turn into a splash story. Standing apart, both William and Abigail
“Really? So Jacob has been caught? I think I will be next. “ Ms. Beauty paced nervously through her darkened penthouse, alerts buzzing nonstop on her phone. Jacob Ben's arrest had become widely known, and her name was prominently featured in the headlines of all the major media outlets. She was furious as she scrolled through the endless stream of notifications. "Jacob Ben in custody. Ms. Beauty mentioned in the inquiry into the Prime Enterprise scandal." The sound of her phone hitting the glass coffee table reverberated throughout the room as her fingers trembled. She stood motionless for a brief moment, gazing out at the expansive skyline of the city, her mind constantly planning her next move. Though she was aware that the walls were closing in, she was not prepared to give up. Not just yet. Approaching her desk, she pulled open a drawer and took out a stack of business cards. She paused after riffling through them until she found the one she was searching for: **Eric Maxwel
In the middle of her dimly lit penthouse, Ms. Beauty sat with her legs crossed, the gentle glow of the city lights dancing across her face. The phone buzzed once more in her hand, every new message serving as a reminder of the mayhem she had wreaked on Sebastian Prime. She was ecstatic about the wave of articles and social media rumors that her friend Eric Maxwell had started. However, something continued to nag at her despite the fleeting satisfaction. An untied thread, capable of bringing everything to pieces. The unidentified person who brought her into this whole mess. This whole series of events had been triggered by the mysterious caller. Whoever it was, they had wanted Sebastian to fail. But why? She at least had her own reason, whereas the unknown caller's reason was unknown. And why, initially, had they gotten in touch with her? Before things got out of her control even more, she needed answers. Her mind changed as the stark reality of her circumstances began to sink
Sebastian remained silent for a moment, taking in William's words and processing the gravity of the situation. The timeline was shortening, and the pressure was increasing. They had to act quickly. He turned away from the window, his gaze sharp and determined."Uncle, we can not afford to drag this out any longer. I am done playing defense. I am sending Anthony the unknown number we got from Beauty. Within 24 hours, he must track it down and determine who is responsible.” His voice was calm but determined, and each word carried the weight of a long-awaited decision.William raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure that is a smart move? If we push too hard, we could—"Sebastian cut him off, picking up his phone, saying, "I know what I am doing." "Beauty was not work alone. Someone was feeding her information, pulling the strings. It is time to figure out who."Sebastian did not wait to send Anthony a message, attaching the unidentified number that Ms. Beauty had been corresponding with. Befor
"This is one hell of a job to do," Abigail remarked, rubbing her hands together.Abigail was sitting at her desk reading the most recent stories that maligned Sebastian as the first rays of dawn broke through the Prime Enterprise building. She was determined to change the course of events despite the media frenzy that had reached a fever pitch. Now was the moment to carry out her plan.Her fingers danced over the keyboard as she composed a press release, constructing a story that would undermine Eric Maxwell while simultaneously defending Sebastian. The trick was to expose Maxwell's affiliations and motivations while painting Prime Enterprise as the target of a defamation effort. Sebastian's message buzzed through her phone at that exact moment.Sebastian: "What is the status?"Abigail answered right away.Abigail: "Developing it, sir. I will shortly have a counter-story ready. We will turn things around."She inhaled deeply, her thoughts buzzing with possible moves. She had to revea