Outside the hospital room, Finn Shepherd's assistant held a tablet, staring at the bold headline.
[Shepherd Group Scion's Scandalous Conduct Sparks Payback—An Internal War for Succession?]
The picture accompanying the article was a shot of Finn Shepherd's bruised and swollen face in the basement from earlier. Paired with a long, rambling block of text, it made for a sensational story.
The assistant refreshed the page, and the news story immediately disappeared, as if it had never existed in the first place.
He sighed softly. Only after the shouting inside the room died down did he gently knock on the door.
"Come in!" Finn Shepherd's furious and exasperated voice rang out.
"Young President Shepherd, I had the PR team handle the news about you as an emergency. But with the endless ways users can share and save content, it's impossible to scrub it completely. However, I did have the tech department block and delete all related keywords and articles."
