“Consider it done. Should I assume this is related to your family connection to Mr. Feymere.”
“My brother doesn’t need his comeback overshadowed by tabloid nonsense.”
“Understood. I’ll have my team craft a proper press release about his return to the music scene. Much better angle for everyone involved.”
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_Author’s POV_
While Zarelle worked on trying to salvage her brother’s reputation, Calden stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window in his top-floor office twenty-six blocks away, lost in thought.
On the rosewood desk behind him, his computer screen displayed the same headline Zarelle had seen. The photos showed Ryan and Zarelle looking comfortable together, shopping like any normal couple might. From an outsider’s perspective,
