At noon, the Sullivan Group's operations and public relations departments were in chaos, working overtime to notify the media to remove a trending topic.

In the CEO's office, the operations manager was nervously explaining, "Mr. Sullivan, Ms. Thornwood instructed us to post it. She provided the copy and insisted we publish it without any changes. We assumed it was your directive..."

Altsin, busy with paperwork, appeared calm, but his dark attire blended with the metallic tones of the office, making him seem as cold as a winter lake.

Before the operations manager could finish, Altsin slammed the papers down with a thud, his voice low and menacing, "You assumed?"

"I..."...