Leonard answered Finley''s call and said slowly, "Yosef''s family controls FMZ Media. I''m afraid that..."


    Finley couldn''t care less if the devil himself controlled FMZ Media. Yosef''s family had always been Jonathan''s archnemeses, and they had tried to kill him while he was in Aquastead on several asions. Wiping out FMZ Media was the least they could do to settle the score with Yosef''s family.


    "Mr. Finch was also beaten up by someone from FMZ Media," Finley said gravely. "Do you think we should spare them?"


    Leonard was rendered speechless by this. The paparazzi had beaten Jonathan up. How had they gotten away with such a feat? Something must have happened to lead up to this shocking event.


    He was about to press for details when Finley exined, "The paparazzi nearly hurt Mrs. Finch. So, I''ll ask you again. Do you think we should spare them?"


    Finley had been Jonathan''s confidante for a long time, and his voice wasced with the chilling promise of a terrible wrath.


    Leonard froze. "I see."


    Everything made sense now. The paparazzi must have wanted to attack Rose, and Jonathan had probably stepped in to save her like a knight in shining armor. Leonard had never met Rose before, but he knew from the way Jonathan behaved around her that she was more important to Jonathan than anyone else.


    He muttered, "FMZ Media is knee-deep in shit this time."


    Not even having the Finches as its backers could save FMZ Media from impending doom. Leonard said solemnly, "I promise Mr. Finch will hear the news about FMZ Media first thing tomorrow morning." Leonard sounded nonchnt, but with his skills, Finley did not doubt that FMZ Media would be brought to ruins before tomorrow morning.


    After ending the call, Leonard took hisptop out and got to work. It took him only a few minutes to wipe out a mediapany. It was a child''s y for him at this point.


    At 8:00 p.m., the inte was abuzz with the allegation that FMZ Media had fabricated news and distorted facts.


    Theizens'' curiosity was piqued after the allegation appeared on major news tforms, and they dived into a frenzied discussion.


    It was revealed that the month-old news about an up-anding starlet whose billionaire husband divorced her after she was caught cheating with a male co-star had been a groundless scandal started by FMZ Media.


    Following this, FMZ Media had also been used of fabricating the groundbreaking incident two weeks ago where a director took advantage of an actress working under him.


    Theizens ate up the gossip. As the topic began trending, more stories of those who were victimized by thepany surfaced.


    One of them happened to be the victim of school bullying who jumped off a building after getting picked on consistently by a scion. The incident had shocked the country.


    As it turned out, the victim had resorted to taking his own life after growing tired of the public discourse incited by FMZ Media.


    As simr stories surfaced all over the inte, FMZ Media became a trending topic. Netizens took to several major news tforms to voice their thoughts.


    Wace Lyons, the CEO of FMZ Media, soon got word that the police were on their way to his residence. His wife, Daisy Pattinson, was beside herself with panic as she demanded, "What do we do? Who did you cross?"


    Even she could tell from the gravity of the situation that someone had orchestrated this.


    Wace froze in ce. Who had he crossed? There was no telling how many people FMZ Media had crossed since its establishment, but everyone in the industry knew it was backed by the Finches. No one would dare give FMZ Media any trouble even if thepany had crossed them.


    However, this time was different. Wace suddenly thought of something and quickly made a phone call.


    The person on the other line was none other than Tom Greenfield, FMZ Media''s most dedicated paparazzi. Wace knew there was a high chance that Tom had something to do with this. After all, thetter had a talent for rubbing someone the wrong way.


    "Did you piss anyone offtely?" Wace asked gravely.


    Sure enough, Tom stiffened. He had seen the news spreading like wildfire across the inte, and he knew who was behind it.


    Still, he did not want to confess to Wace that he was the cause of such trouble. But he paused long enough for Wace to take his silence for admission.


    "So it was you! Who did you cross? Tell me!"


    Tom made no reply, which confirmed Wace''s suspicions. "If you value your life, you''ll tell me who you pissed off!"


    Self-preservation had Tom stammering after a moment of thought, "M-Mr. Jonathan Finch..."


    Wace felt his heart leap to his


    throat. His body slumped as if all the


    air and strength had been sucked out of it, and he sat on the couch in shock. He prayed that he had.


    misheard Tom as heeeet


    further.


    "Who... Who did you say it was?"


    "Mr. Jonathan Finch..."


    Jonathan. If Tom had crossed anyone else, Wace could resolve matters simply by name-dropping the Finches or having Yosef speak for thepany. Unfortunately, Tom had gone and rubbed Jonathan-the head of The Finch Group-the wrong way. Wace already knew how things would pan out. Fear coursed through him as he bellowed, "What the hell did you do?" Perhaps he could have Yosef remedy the situation if Tom hadn''t crossed any lines. Wace''s hope was dashed when Tom answered shakily, "I... might have beaten Mr. Jonathan up."


    "What?" Wace shot to his feet. He


    couldn''t believe what he had just heard. "Y-You... Where did you even get the nerve to do such a thing? You might as well have killed him! Now it''s my neck that''s on the


    butchering block!"


    Wace hung up the phone in a fit of anger as Tom''s words echoed in his mind. At that moment, he heard the police sirens wailing outside the house. Panic welled up in him.


    "Do something, Wace! Call Mr. Finch and ask for his help!" Daisy urged.


    Only then did Wace snap out of his daze. "You''re right! I''ll call Mr. Finch right now!"


    He scrambled to find Yosef''s number. He was just about to call when his screen shed with Yosef''s name and number.


    The moment Wace answered the call, Yosef''s angry voice thundered on the other end.


    "What the hell did you do?"


    "I... I didn''t do anything. One of the paparazzi beat up Mr. Jonathan, and..." Wace knew better than to lie to Yosef.


    Upon hearing Jonathan''s name, Yosef grimaced and cursed Jonathan for pulling such a stunt. Knowing the young man, he was likely set on destroying FMZ Media.


    "Mr. Finch, do you think you could talk him out of this?" Wace asked tentatively.


    Yosef snorted, clenching his fists. "As if Jonathan would do as I ask Before he hung up, he added darkly, "You''re the CEO of FMZ Media. Put a stop to this before it opens up the floodgates, or else."


    FMZ Media had plenty of skeletons in its closet, and Yosef would not hesitate to leave Wace stranded with those skeletons if they were ever revealed. "Mr. Finch..."


    Wace tried to plead his case, but the police had shown up at that moment. There were thunderous knocks on the front door downstairs.


    When Yosef heard the noise, he warned grimly, "If you know what''s good for you, you''ll do as I ask." With that, Yosef hung up.


    Then, the police entered the house and led Wace away. He did not so much as resist.


    Meanwhile, Yosef was so angry that he swept his favorite tea set onto the floor. The crisp and sharp sound of porcin cracking had Be opening the door.


    When she saw the look on Yosef''s face, she more or less guessed what had happened. In the past year, the only person who could piss Yosef to high heaven was Jonathan. Be asked nothing as she cleaned the shattered porcin cups on the floor.


    "Jonathan will be family if he marries Yara. There''s no need for you to get mad at him over trivial things."