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"Turn every single monitor off right now." Richard Murphy hurled a heavy crystal glass directly at the massive television screen mounted in his executive office. The thick glass shattered violently upon impact. Ryan Parker was singing on every single channel. Victoria Price had successfully hijacked the entire national media grid. The viral broadcast of the Starfall Showcase was completely inescapable. Silas Crane stood perfectly still near the office door. The elite corporate lawyer looked incredibly pale and terrified. "The live viewership just passed fifty million," Silas whispered. "We cannot contain the digital leak anymore. The entire public knows he wrote the song." Richard gripped the edge of his mahogany desk. His knuckles turned completely white with pure rage. His son Logan

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