"For the family to regain it's foot, I want you to leave the country." Her father said after a period of time.
She lifted her face up with tears on it and said. "Why? Father, you know how much I want to stay here and be a director in your company." She said with tears.
"You still have the mouth to talk, instead of you to kneel down and apologize to your father? Do you know the amount of damages we have suffered because of you? Don't be an unfilial daughter and appreciate the mercy your father has shown towards you." Her mother said in clenched teeth.
"Do you even think you deserve a spot in the company, when Kira is far better than you are. I don't expect you to say this, consider how useless you are. Now get inside, till we help you find a way to get out of here." Michael said and she clenched her fist.
"Fine. I will go. But now that if I leave this country, you cannot see me, ever again. I will not come back to your house. I hate you all." She yelled and ran inside in tears.
"See this stupid child. Who asked her to be a promiscuous person?" Her mother said shaking her head.
"We have to find a way to deal with the media." Mr Thompson said and Kira shook her head, confusedly.
"It's cleared. Everything is cleared, why?" She asked.
"What do you mean?" Michael asked and brought out his phone to check the Internet. "What just happened? Kira, did you ask anybody for help?" Michael asked and Kira thought for some time before she smiled.
"Yes. My friend must have helped me. I told him immediately I see the news." She said gracefully.
"You are so nice, Kira. If not for you that always help her clear her mess. That stupid girl would always put us in trouble." Mrs Thompson said and Kira smiled.
Mr. Thompson walked towards Kira and hugged her.
"You are the best daughter God gave to me, thank God your mother for giving birth to you, and not stopping on that brat." Her father said.
In a magnificent building.
A man stood in his office on the top floor of a towering skyscraper. The bright sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, bathing the room in golden light. As he looked out the window, he could see the bustling city below him, the cars like tiny ants scurrying about. He felt a sense of power and importance as he gazed out over the city.
"President." Someone called as he entered. It was the man that dropped Lia earlier.
"What?" He said not facing him.
"She got to her house safely. I dropped her." He said.
"How about the video?" He asked coldly and the other man smirked.
"It's been deleted across all medias."
"Who let the video out, in the first place?" He asked coldly.
"That... I don't know. But it must be one of the workers of the satellite." The other man said.
"If they don't fire the person who did that in the next ten minutes, closed satellite." He said coldly.
"Yes sir."
The other man smirked. His boss really didn't want them to be free, because...
How could they find the culprit within just eight minutes? Two minutes will be gone out of the ten, before he delivered the news to them. Unless they want to fire anyone to save their ass.
"Tell them if they fire not the culprit to sV3 themselves, I will make them face something more than bankruptcy." As if his boss heard his thoughts, he said.
"Yes, sir." He said and turned to leave the office.
The man held a small paper in his hands and traced the writing with his finger and the corner of his mouth raised in a smile.
In the paper, "Sorry for not paying for the service, I shall reward you nicely, the next time we meet."