<b>“</b><b>If </b><b>you </b>really saw him, then <b>post </b>the photo. Let’s <b>see </b>if the man in your <b>so</b><b>–</b>called ‘sighting‘ actually matches the one in her post.”
That <bment </b>silenced the <b>crowd</b>.
<b>It </b>was <b>a </b>valid point.
Why hadn’t Aurora spoken up earlier? Why wait days before addressing the rumors?
But Aurora didn’t <b>see </b>any of that. After posting her rification<b>, </b>she had put her phone away.
Right now, her only focus was saving Walton Corporation’s crashing stock.
Unless the market rebounded, her mother wouldn’t let her off the hook, and her position as general manager would remain on the line.
If she didn’t handle this properly, that seat would feel more like a guillotine.
So, Aurora poured herself into work<b>, </b>choosing to ignore the shifting tides of online opinion.
She’d already <b>seen </b>the first wave of reversal–anyone withmon <b>sense </b>could figure the <b>rest </b><b>out </b>on their own.
But Lucas hadn’t looked away from the chaos for a <b>second</b>.
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He had been watching every update<b>, </b><b>every </b><bment</b>. And <b>now </b>that the bacsh had begun <b>to </b>shift, his demeanor changedpletely.
<b>“</b>Desmond, track down the IDs <b>of </b>those leading the smear campaign<b>,</b><b>” </b>he said calmly, but with unmistakable authority.
Desmond pulled out <b>his </b>phone<b>, </b>scrolling through the
<b>Sure </b>enough<b>, </b>a few <b>users </b>stood out<b>, </b>clearly pushing the narrative.
<b>“</b>Got it. Don’t <b>worry</b><b>, </b>sir. I’ll <b>get </b><b>to </b>the bottom of this<b>.</b><b>‘ </b>
”
<b>Lucas </b>gave <b>a </b>slight nod. “Also suppress the trending heat <b>on </b>this<b>.</b><b>” </b>
“Understood.”
Desmond left immediately <b>to </b>handle it.
After <b>so </b><b>many </b><b>years </b>working <b>by </b><b>Lucas’s </b>side, he knew <b>exactly </b>what <b>needed </b><b>to </b><b>be </b><b>done- </b><b>-discreet</b><b>, </b><b>thorough</b><b>, </b>and <b>fast</b><b>. </b>
<b>Not </b><b>only </b>did he need <b>to </b><b>trace </b>the people behind the <b>posts</b><b>, </b>but he also had orders <b>to </b>shut them down <b>entirely</b>.
This might be the digital <b>age</b><b>, </b>but <b>that </b>didn’t mean people could throw around <b>false </b><b>usations </b>without <b>consequence</b><b>. </b>
<b>Everyone </b>had <b>to </b><b>be </b><b>responsible </b>for their <b>words</b><b>–</b><b>no </b>one <b>got </b>to hide behind a <b>keyboard </b>and <b>escape </b>ountability.
A <b>short </b>while <bter</b><b>, </b>Desmond returned, efficient <b>as </b><b>ever</b>.
<b>“</b><b>Sir</b><b>, </b><b>I’ve </b>found <b>them</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>
In <b>less </b><b>than </b><b>twenty </b><b>minutes</b><b>, </b><b>Desmond </b>had the <b>full </b>report.
<b>He’d </b>uncovered <b>exactly </b>who <b>was </b><b>stirring the </b><b>pot </b><b>behind </b><b>the </b><b>scenes</b><b>. </b>
<b>Lucas </b><b>turned </b><b>to </b>him, his <b>gaze </b><b>sharp </b>and <b>expectant</b>.
<b>Desmond </b><b>pushed </b>the <bptop </b><b>toward </b><b>him</b><b>. </b><b>“</b><b>Sir</b><b>, </b><b>take </b><b>a </b><b>look</b>. All of <b>these </b><b>ounts </b><b>were </b><b>directed </b><b>by </b>Tessa <b>Walton</b>.<b>” </b>
<b>“</b><b>Her </b><b>sister</b>?<b>” </b><b>Lucas</b>‘ tone cooled <b>instantly</b>.
Desmond nodded <b>with </b>solemn <b>certainty</b><b>. </b>
At <b>first</b><b>, </b><b>even </b>he hadn’t <b>believed </b><b>it</b>.
After all<b>, </b><b>they </b>were sisters.
And <b>yet</b>, Tessa had been behind <b>a </b>smear <b>campaign </b>involving her own sibling and her sibling’s fiancé<b>. </b>
It was unthinkable<b>, </b>Desmond himself <b>had </b><b>been </b><b>stunned </b>when the results <b>came </b>in.
“I understand,<b>” </b>Lucas said calmly<b>. </b><b>“</b><b>Suppress </b>the trending <b>tags </b><b>first</b>.<b>” </b>
With that<b>, </b>he gave no further instructions.
He couldn’t tell Aurora the truth yet.
Not while she was still preupied with <b>the </b><b>general </b>manager position<b>, </b>something that had already been weighing heavily on her.
Thest thing she needed was inore emotional chaos on <b>top </b>of it.
<b>+25 </b><b>Bonus </b>
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