“Markus! Get in here now!”
Adrian’s voice exploded through his office. His hand slammed onto the desk, scattering papers everywhere. His face was flushed, eyes blazing with a mixture of anger and frustration.
Markus hurried in, brow furrowed. “What now, Adrian? The company’s already a mess—don’t tell me there’s another problem.”
Adrian glared at him, his voice heavy. “I just watched Rosemary’s press conference. She… stood there alone facing all those slanders. Markus, I know something isn’t right. This isn’t a coincidence.”
Markus pulled out a chair and sat, his expression grave. “I feel the same. The rumors spread too neatly, the evidence looks too ‘clean.’ It’s as if someone prepared it to destroy her.”
Adrian clenched his fist. “And I want to know who dares to do this.”
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