The morning after Miranda’s veiled threat and the leaked footage, Nathan called an emergency strategy meeting. Ava, Elise, and Ryan joined him in the private conference suite, where the atmosphere was more war room than boardroom.
“Miranda wants the board to see that clip and remember the man I used to be,” Nathan began, pacing with deliberate calm. “We have two choices. We let the past control our narrative… or we own it.”
Ava nodded. “Then we own it. But not with silence. With strategy.”
Elise leaned forward. “We leak the footage ourselves—on our terms. Pair it with a recorded interview where you acknowledge the past, outline the changes, and shift focus to the future.”
Ryan raised an eyebrow. “That’s bold.”
“It’s necessary,” Ava said. “Transparency will neutralize manipulation. It
