The next day, Claire arrived at her office early, her mind focused on the plan she and Alex had discussed. She had meticulously prepared the document with Sandra to release to the press.
Just as Claire began to review the document one last time, her phone buzzed with a notification. She glanced at the screen and saw multiple messages from Alex. Curious, she opened them and found a link to a video posted online. “What’s this?” Claire muttered to herself, clicking on the link. The video loaded, and her heart skipped a beat as she saw a short clip from her wedding with Alex. It was a fleeting moment, captured and shared without their consent. Claire watched the video intently, feeling transported back to that day.
Matthew, who was sitting across from her in the office, noticed her expression. “What’s going on, Claire? What are we going to do about it?”
Claire sighed, tearing her gaze away from the screen. “We need to track down the post. It’s only been up for three hours, so maybe we can contain it before it spreads.”
Matthew nodded, pulling up his laptop. “I’ll start searching social media and news sites. We might be able to find who posted it.”
While Matthew is on the work tracking the source, Claire decided to call Alex to talk about this unexpected post. It’s funny how yesterday they were discussing the press conference that they will hold this week and have prepared everything and now it seems like they have to work on it once more.
Claire dialed Alex’s number to talk about this unexpected situation.
“Alex,”
“Claire, why are you calling? Is this because of the video?”
Claire nodded, even though Alex couldn’t see her. “It is. I can’t believe there is another video about us. How did they get their hands on those in the first place?”
Alex sighed. “I don’t know, Claire. I’m wondering the same thing too. But don’t worry, Christian has told me about it, and I told him to get the post deleted before it get view and share many times.”
“I have tell Matthew to help me trace it back so e can find the person behind this.”
There was a moment of silence between them, the weight of the situation hanging in the air. Then, out of nowhere, Alex asked, “Do you still remember that moment?”
Claire’s grip on her phone tightened, her expression hardening. “I don’t really remember much of it,” she replied flatly, her voice devoid of emotion.
“Oh,” Alex responded simply, sensing her discomfort. “Anyway, Claire, If you need to go out or anything, be careful. The paparazzi might be swarming, trying to get more information.”
Claire nodded again, though Alex couldn’t see her. “I understand. Thanks for the heads-up.”
“Of course,” Alex said reassuringly. “Just take it easy. We’ll get through this.”
“Thanks, Alex,” Claire said gratefully. “I’ll keep you updated on anything I find out.”
Lisa was on the pristine beaches of the Maldives, surrounded by the rhythmic pulse of music and the azure expanse of the ocean. She swayed to the beat, her laughter mingling with the sounds of the party around her. As she danced in the middle of the day, her phone suddenly vibrated in her pocket. With a playful twirl, she retrieved it and unlocked the screen.
To her delight, there was a video notification, a video of Claire and Alex’s wedding. A mischievous grin spread across Lisa’s face as she watched the footage. It was clear that her latest plan had come to fruition once again.
“This is too easy,” Lisa muttered to herself over the music. “Claire still hasn’t done a thing.”
She knew Claire had been preoccupied with keeping her brand and company image afloat amidst recent challenges. Lisa sipped her cocktail thoughtfully, reveling in the feeling of having the upper hand.
“I’ve got you now, Claire,” she said quietly, her voice tinged with satisfaction. “There’s nothing you can do.”
Lisa took another sip of her drink, finishing it in one go. Setting the empty glass down, she resumed dancing with renewed energy.
After hours of meticulous tracking, Matthew finally pinpointed the location of the person who had uploaded the incriminating video. Claire, sensing the urgency of the situation, turned to Matthew.
“We have to move fast before he gets away with it,” she urged, her voice tinged with concern.
Matthew nodded grimly. “I’ll be the one to find him. You should stay at the office, Claire. It might get messy.”
Claire shook her head defiantly. “No, I’m coming with you. I need to see who this person is, who’s bold enough to do something like this.”
Matthew hesitated, noticing Claire’s determined expression. He knew arguing would be futile. “Alright, but be careful. Your ankle-“
“I’ll manage,” Claire interrupted, gesturing to her slightly limping ankle. “Let’s go.”
Together, they hurried down to the lobby of their office building. Claire
kept pace with Matthew, her net
racing with thoughts of the
consequences of the video’s release and the identity of the person behind it
Claire asked Matthew, “Where’s the location?”
Matthew glanced at his phone. “It’s at another internet cafe,” he replied, starting the car.
Curiosity tingled in Claire as they drove. They didn’t know what the person looked like, yet here they were, on their way to meet someone potentially crucial to their plans. They arrived at the internet cafe and parked nearby. Claire and Matthew sat in the car for a few moments, observing the entrance and the people coming and going. “Ready?” Matthew asked, breaking the silence.
Claire nodded, her heart beating a little faster than usual. “Let’s go.”
They walked into the internet cafe, greeted by the woman behind the counter. “Hi there, how can I help you?”
Claire stepped forward, trying to sound confident. “We’re looking for someone.”
The woman raised an eyebrow. “What does this person look like?”
Claire hesitated, realizing she had no
idea. She glanced at Matthew, who stepped in. “We were hoping to check your surveillance footage from earlier today. Would that be possible?”
The woman frowned, clearly hesitant. “Why do you need to see that?”
Claire took a deep breath, choosing her words carefully. “It’s important. We need your help.” The woman studied them for a moment before finally nodding. “Okay, follow me.”
She led Claire and Matthew to a small office in the back of the cafe where the surveillance equipment was kept. “Alright, I can show you the footage from earlier today. But please, be quick.”
Matthew and Claire stood side by side in the dimly lit security office, their eyes fixed on the surveillance monitor.
Claire, usually adept at spotting details, couldn’t seem to connect anything significant between this footage and the previous ones they had reviewed.
“I can’t find anything!” Claire said feeling desperate.
“Let’s review this in the office instead.”
Claire make a copy of the video and saves it onto the flash drive. “Let’s go. I want to watch the video again.”
She looked up from her desk as they approached, offering a polite smile.
“Thank you so much for letting us review the footage,” Claire said sincerely. “We really appreciate your help.”
“I hope you find what you’re looking for.”
Claire and Matthew exited the internet café and Claire stared onto the flash drive on her hand.
“I will find you. Mark my words.”
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