Serena's POV
The media storm had finally begun to die down, but I knew better than to assume this meant our troubles were over.
"The worst is behind us," Ethan explained, sliding a report across the polished mahogany table. "But our public image is still pretty banged up. The stock has dropped seventeen percent since Dad's hospitalization."
I scanned the numbers, feeling my stomach drop. "How long until we see recovery?"
"Three months at minimum," he replied, loosening his tie with a weary sigh. "And that's with going full throttle on damage control."
"I've been putting together a comprehensive charity initiative," Ethan continued, pulling up a presentation on his tablet. "Strategic donations to London's most respected institutions—children's hospitals, education foundatio
