As the car glided smoothly through the morning traffic, a palpable silence hung between William and Dahlia, enveloping them in a cocoon of unspoken tension. William's strong hands gripped the steering wheel with unwavering focus, his gaze fixed on the road ahead, while Dahlia sat beside him, her delicate fingers dancing across the screen of her phone, her brows furrowed in quiet contemplation.
The weight of the scandalous rumour loomed heavy in the air, casting a shadow over the serenity of the morning. Despite Anton Miller's public denials and the fervent efforts to clear her name, the whispers of an illicit affair between Dahlia and the renowned entrepreneur continued to echo through the digital realm. It seemed that no amount of truth could quell the insatiable appetite of the internet for salacious gossip, and she couldn't help but feel suffocated by the relentless scrutiny.
