Chapter 49
The air downtown was thick with the buzz of news vans and the restless energy of a crowd that smelled blood in the water. Lina stood at the center of it all, the concrete canyon of the city buildings magnifying the bright, artificial flashes of cameras.
Behind her, Philip stood like a bodyguard, his face a mask of cold resolve. Flanking them were the remnants of Lina’s legal team—the ones who hadn't jumped ship when the scandal broke. They looked sharp, professional, and ready for war.
In stark contrast, Drew and Kathryn looked like they had been dragged out of a wreck. Drew’s eyes were bloodshot, his shoulders slumped under a cheap suit jacket, while Kathryn clutched her husband's arm, her gaze fixed firmly on the ground to avoid the sea of camera lenses.
Lina stepped up to
