~~NARRATOR'S POV~~
Sebastian, with a tired scowl on his face, had been blissfully lost in the embrace of sleep when the incessant ringing of his phone intruded upon his dreams. His brows furrowed, and he fumbled in the darkness to silence the disruptive device. Annoyance flashed in his eyes as he muttered a few choice words under his breath, desperately yearning for the sweet return of uninterrupted slumber.
"Hello," he said with both his eyes closed, just to fling them both open upon hearing what the caller had to say. He immediately ended the call and tapped on the link the caller sent him, only to find a live press conference from Donna.
She sat poised and unflinching at the head of the conference room, radiating an air of confident authority. Her attire exuded professionalism, with a tailored navy pantsuit that accentuated her commanding presence. Her hair, impeccably styled, framed a face adorned with the lines of wisdom and experience.
