Rose paced the plush confines of her office suite, mind whirring as she strategized her next move. The media tsunami triggered by that muckraking journalist's exposé had been devastating, threatening to drown Shelley-Tech beneath a tidal wave of public outrage.
Whoever was behind those leaked atrocity videos clearly had an agenda bent on complete and utter destruction, not simply a pursuit of justice and accountability. No, this was a coordinated, precision-strike assault meticulously designed to leverage Rose's own missteps into a campaign of absolute annihilation.
Had it not been for her government ally's timely intervention giving her a crucial head start, the entire Shelley-Tech empire may very well have already crumbled beyond salvation by now.
Rose shuddered inwardly, still feeling the phantom reverberations of dodging that apocalyptic bullet. But she knew the reprieve was only temporary - a brief ceasefire before her nameless adversary's next salvo.
