Not a leaked video that made her look like a scheming mistress. Not during a press conference specifically designed to show his growth and accountability. Not when the entire country was watching.
She retrieved her phone from where it had landed, the screen cracked but was still functional, and tried calling Zeyan.
Straight to voicemail.
She tried again.
Voicemail.
Again.
Voicemail.
"Pick up!" she screamed at the phone. "PICK UP!"
But he didn't.
Of course, he didn't.
Because right now, she wasn't his priority. His company was his priority. His reputation was his priority. His precious public image was currently being torn apart in real-time across every platform in the country.
She was just collateral damage.
A notification popped up, a news alert.
"Lu Corp Stock Drops 34% Following Scandal; Board Calls Emergency Meeting"
Lin Yueling stared at it, something cold settling in her chest.
Thirty-four percent.
