“Who let out the news of our financial difficulty?” Federico hissed, his jaws ticking against each other as he scrolled through his laptop.
“Our shares dropped by 5% again. And why the f**k are there articles of our financial constraints flying over the bloody internet?!” He growled, stamping a furious hand on his desk.
His aide kept his head bowed without a word. He wasn't sure if that was a statement or a question from his boss.
“Speak to me when I ask a question, you moron!” Federico swore and the man jerked a bit before stuttering.
“I…It wasn't the bank. I traced the rumor to the scandal that happened between your son and that college kid—”
“I thought we buried that old news?! Why would the press decide to dig up something like that again?”
“I…I don't know, Sir, but it seems the
