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d left behind. A news report flashed across it: "Scandal erupts at Fly

ble flutter. I leaned closer, my gaze fixed on the grainy footage. T

ey protesting Alicia? I had assumed they would be angry at

mentored, pulled out his phone and started a live broadc

ng with righteous anger. "And we are here to expose the truth! This woman, Al

, brainstorming ideas, my face smudged with dirt after a long shoot. There I was, covered in mud from a mountain

red. They cared. Even after everything, they were fighting

of pure fury. She lunged at the intern, trying to snatc

clutching his arm. "Arrest them! S

ntense, were locked on my image. He saw me, in those photos, vibrant and al

ht, small and fragile, fo

o save my team. He remembered dismissing it as a "hobby," an "in

face, a grotesque caricature of a victim. But Axel wasn

ll of my image. He took a deep breath, straightened his tie, and stepped for

hrough the chaos. "I assure you, we will investigate these allegations thoroughly. Justice will be serve

p. Alicia stared

oached him. "Sir, how do you wa

ossing his face. He thought of my photos, my earnes

st... contain them. And make sure they get paid for

. "Axel! How can you? They're attacking me! They're ac

n is trying to ruin me!" she wailed, clutching his ar

Her shrill voice grated on him. He had always

easy laughter with my team. I never bothered him when he was wo

e, suddenly stopped her theatrics. Her eyes

What's wrong? Are you... still mad at me?" Sh

ant. "Don't, Alicia," he said, his voice