“Mr. Arga! The press is outside the building! They’re demanding a statement!”

Rama burst into Arga’s office, clutching a tablet, his face tense and his breath ragged.

Arga, who had just opened a project file, turned sharply. “What now?”

Rama placed the tablet on the desk. “See for yourself, sir.”

The screen flashed with dozens of online headlines, bold and scandalous:

> “CEO Arga Prasetya Caught Spending the Night at Vania Montgomery’s Apartment!”

“Love Scandal Behind the War of Two Elite Heirs!”

Arga grabbed the tablet, his eyes widening. The photos were crystal clear — he and Vania, standing in front of her apartment, drenched from the rain. Vania’s hand...