The bright glow of the tablet screen cast a harsh white light across Phoebe's widened eyes. Her slender fingers tightened around the edges of the device as bold breaking-news headlines flooded the screen, fueling wild speculation about the sudden disappearance of Fortunata Group's young CEO.
A tight fist formed against the dark fabric of her clothes, barely containing the surge of adrenaline and fury rising inside her chest. "Argh! Why on earth did they push the missing-person narrative to the media? Dammit!"
Suffocating frustration instantly filled the room, shattering the fragile peace she had struggled to maintain all morning. The possibility of staying off the grid for too long had crossed her mind before, but she had never imagined two different factions would launch the same campaign at once.
"Do they honestly think this won't trigger public chaos?" she muttered bitterly, trying to comprehend the sheer recklessness of it.
