The lobby of the Shadow of the Past studio, usually occupied only by frantic crew members, had suddenly transformed into a high-stakes circus arena. Julian Caldwell's presence, dictating the set since morning, was already enough to make entertainment news sites explode, but the arrival of William Sterling's Rolls-Royce convoy was the finishing touch that nearly paralyzed the internet.
Jason stood beside Scarlett, his eyes fixed on a tablet displaying social media activity graphs climbing vertically.
"Miss Scarlett, I must report that the BuzzNet servers have just experienced a technical malfunction due to a surge in comments. The internet public seems to have a very wild imagination regarding the situation in this lobby," Jason said in a flat tone that contrasted sharply with the chaos around them.
"What are they saying, Jason?" Scarlett asked as she straightened her dress, trying to mask her nervousness.
