Just as Sebastian took a sip of his wine, his phone buzzed sharply, breaking the quiet. He glanced at the screen, recognizing his personal assistant's number. With a faint sigh, he picked up, bringing the phone to his ear.
Immediately, a frantic voice flooded through. "Boss—bad news," his assistant's tone was laced with panic. "The new secretary, Lilith… she's at the police station, and somehow the media found out. It's gone viral, trending everywhere. Our PR team's trying to manage it, but it's... it's slipping out of control."
Sebastian's face remained unreadable, but his gaze darkened.
In a voice that was cool and sharp, he replied, "Contain it. I don't want a trace of this scandal by morning. And get her out of there—discreetly."
The assistant's voice faltered slightly, "Yes, boss, we'll... we'll get right on it."
