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
The tension inside Ms. Beauty's home was evident even though the night had grown darker and the city lights were casting long shadows over the skyline. Her phone was tightly clenched in her hand as she paced back and forth. Her nervous energy was apparent in every step she took. Terry's revelation of Jade Nike's involvement had changed everything. Beauty's mind was already overanalyzing her situation and planning her next move. She was aware that she had to move quickly to change the story so that the Nike family would become the main focus and not herself.The quiet was broken by her phone buzzing. Her eyes slid to the screen below. It was Eric.Before responding, she muttered to herself, "About time.""Beauty," Eric said, tired but alert, "what is the next step? Abigail just ripped into me during the press conference. The media is all over it, and if we do not retaliate quickly, it could sink both of us."Beauty curled her lips into a wry smile. She knew precisely what to do. "Lis
The first person to notice the news headline was Senior Nike. The light from the big windows in his study filled his desk with gentle rays as he sat there. The man, who was usually composed and authoritative, became very rigid. His hand trembled as he scrolled through the latest headlines from every major news outlet."The Nike Family Exposed: Who Is Behind Prime Enterprise's Smear Campaign?"His stunned gaze flickered over the screen for a brief moment. He became pale and felt as though his breath was trapped in his throat. It was hard for him to believe what he was seeing."It is not possible!" Senior Nike growled, the sound of his voice resonating through the estate.One of the nearby maids was startled as his shock echoed throughout the enormous room. Senior Nike stood, his pulse pounding, as she hurried out of sight. Taking a firm hold of the paper, he read every word as if it would change after a second reading. But they did not. The accusations stood.He bounded out of his stu
Sebastian was seated at his desk at Prime Enterprise, staring at the big screen that showed the most recent updates regarding the Nike family. Speculation was sparked by the article, which was circulating like wildfire through all media channels. Leaning back in his chair, he skimmed through the report with his fingers tapping rhythmically on the table. Though his expression was composed, his mind was racing, dissecting every aspect of the drama that was playing out."The Nike Family Exposed: Who Is Behind Prime Enterprise's Smear Campaign?"A tiny, content smile pulled at the corner of his lips. The Nike family was unaware that he had set them up for failure by letting Beauty provide information to the media at the ideal time. Now that everything had finally come together, it would only be a matter of time until the pressure caused them to collapse.His office door opened as he was taking in the news. With a worried expression on her face, Abigail slowly entered the room while hold
“What?!” The shout from Sebastian made William and Abigail startled.Sebastian's fingers clicked Anthony's number quickly, his eyes growing gloomy as he did so. Just moments earlier, the message Anthony had sent reverberated in his mind, conjuring up fanciful theories that caused even his cool-headedness to falter a little. He looked at Abigail and William, who were standing close by, their worried expressions showing, as the phone started ringing. Sebastian did not lose any time in answering when Anthony eventually did."Anthony, what do you mean by that message?" he asked in a steady but firm voice. “Who framed the Nike family, and how does it relate to the unknown number?"Anthony sounded a little out of breath on the other end, probably from hurrying to get Sebastian the information he needed. "Boss, I was still tracking the unidentified number that had been linked to the mayhem. I am still trying to piece things together. The connection must have been rerouted by someone to app
Beauty watched the mayhem on the news as she leaned back in her luxurious velvet chair, her lips curled into a contented smile. The screen scrolled with the headlines, a narrative that was beautifully destructive: "The Nike family alleges a bribery scandal against Prime Enterprise in a lawsuit." "Growing Accusations of Conspiracy: Sebastian Prime Under Fire" She was enjoying every word, her dark eyes glistening. The media storm had moved precisely where she wanted it to, away from her and back toward Sebastian. Before long, the scandal was being devoured by the public like vultures on a dead body. No matter what Sebastian said at this point, the damage was already done. Beauty had skillfully played the shadows, controlling every action from a distance. She extended her arm to grab her phone and casually tapped Eric's number. In the game, the reporter had been her most dependable pawn, providing the media with precisely the right amount of information at precisely the right m