The sun was shining brightly through Prime Enterprise's tinted windows the next morning, but the atmosphere within was tense. With a laser-like focus, Sebastian sat at his desk going through documents. He was getting ready for a crucial meeting when he became aware that something was not right, Ms. Beauty had not turned in her report.She did not usually disappear without warning. She was not overly eager to please, but she was usually always on time. With a frown, Sebastian picked up the phone from his desk and hit the intercom button to call her.He said sharply, "Ms. Beauty, please come to my office." The line responded with a buzz, but said nothing. He tapped his pen impatiently on the desk for a moment, but there was still no response. Sebastian looked at his wristwatch, his brow deepening. By now, midmorning had arrived. He whispered to himself, "Where the hell is she?"Sebastian decided he needed answers, so he took off his jacket and went to the office wing. While traveling

Sebastian turned to face William Prime and Abigail, his eyes flashing with a steely determination. With a determined tone, he declared, "Jacob Ben is next." "We can not let him get away from us."William Prime gave a nod of approval. "Agreed. He shares, if not more, the blame for this conspiracy than does Jude. We can not afford to put things off."Still reeling from the revelations, Abigail inhaled deeply and regained her composure. "We need to get moving quickly before he finds out what happened right now. Jacob Ben might already be planning his getaway if he senses Jude's confession."Sebastian took out his phone and dialed the security team number. His tone was icy and authoritative. "Ensure that the authorities are informed regarding Jacob Ben. I want an arrest warrant for him to be issued right away. Forward a team to his home. It is not acceptable for him to run away or destroy any proof."He looked at William as he hung up the phone. "We ought to notify the police directly. Fo

Sebastian was standing in front of his office's full-length mirror, adjusting the cufflinks on his immaculate white shirt. Minutes passed, and the soft chatter of reporters outside the building grew louder. He needed to stay cool, collected, and tactical because the press conference was about to happen. Sebastian knew that this would be his turning point and that he could not afford to make a mistake.This time, he decided to disregard the alert that buzzed on his phone. His resolve remained unwavering despite the ceaseless stream of rumors and gossip. Storms were nothing new to him; this one was no different. Sebastian inhaled deeply, straightened his jacket, and left his office to make his way to the press room.As he entered the room, he was struck by the sound of cameras clicking and the low buzz of murmured conversations. Journalists crowded the hall, their eyes searching for any nugget of information they could turn into a splash story. Standing apart, both William and Abigail

In the middle of her dimly lit penthouse, Ms. Beauty sat with her legs crossed, the gentle glow of the city lights dancing across her face. The phone buzzed once more in her hand, every new message serving as a reminder of the mayhem she had wreaked on Sebastian Prime. She was ecstatic about the wave of articles and social media rumors that her friend Eric Maxwell had started. However, something continued to nag at her despite the fleeting satisfaction. An untied thread, capable of bringing everything to pieces. The unidentified person who brought her into this whole mess. This whole series of events had been triggered by the mysterious caller. Whoever it was, they had wanted Sebastian to fail. But why? She at least had her own reason, whereas the unknown caller's reason was unknown. And why, initially, had they gotten in touch with her? Before things got out of her control even more, she needed answers. Her mind changed as the stark reality of her circumstances began to sink

"This is one hell of a job to do," Abigail remarked, rubbing her hands together.Abigail was sitting at her desk reading the most recent stories that maligned Sebastian as the first rays of dawn broke through the Prime Enterprise building. She was determined to change the course of events despite the media frenzy that had reached a fever pitch. Now was the moment to carry out her plan.Her fingers danced over the keyboard as she composed a press release, constructing a story that would undermine Eric Maxwell while simultaneously defending Sebastian. The trick was to expose Maxwell's affiliations and motivations while painting Prime Enterprise as the target of a defamation effort. Sebastian's message buzzed through her phone at that exact moment.Sebastian: "What is the status?"Abigail answered right away.Abigail: "Developing it, sir. I will shortly have a counter-story ready. We will turn things around."She inhaled deeply, her thoughts buzzing with possible moves. She had to revea