"Young Masters?" He called out to Blake and Wilson with clearly looking at them as the old man didn't know when the two ladies came downstairs from the master bedroom. "The news..." He trailed off when his mind finally registered the presence of others in the room.

"What happened, Uncle Rob?" The two men couldn't stop themselves and questioned him at the same time.

The old butler continued to stood near the entrance of the room with a baffled expression. He didn't know how to continue or what words to use to explain whatever he wanted to tell them a little while back as his eyes shifted from Stella to the two men and then back to her.

"Uncle Rob? Are you okay?" Blake questioned him with concern clearly written on his face.

"I-I-I... The news..." He trailed off again after repeating the same words from earlier.

Stella couldn't help with her curiosity and stood up. She walked up to the other side of the room where a fifty inch smart LED was fixed in the wall. She raised her hand before the screen with her palm facing it and waves it. The black screen instantly lit up and music of an English song began to reverberate through the quiet the room.

"Change to a news channel." She spoke softly, but loud enough for the system to register the command.

As soon as the channel was up, she felt her breath becoming ragged again. The news was about the incident which had happened at the project site. But it wasn't what shook her to her core, it was the information which followed it.

"We are sorry to inform our viewers about the demise of Adam Levinson who was the CEO of the Levinson's Corp." The news caster spoke in his usual professional manner before he passed on the screen to his fellow who was reporting from the project site itself.

"The rubble you see behind me is what was left of the project between two biggest companies of our country. A few month's back Levinson's Corp. signed a deal with Williamson's Tech. They were about to launch a series of high tech smartphones by the brand name 'Touch'. The project was in its final stages and even the launch date was already announced which was supposed to be at the end of this month but this unsightly incident took place. From our resources we got to know that at the time when a number of blasts were going off inside the buildings, the CEO and the current President of the Levinson's Corp, Mr. Adam Levinson were present inside the production unit. He was on a visit but little did he know that this visit will turn out to be his last." The reporter continued to provide the viewers with as much information that she could. But Stella couldn't stand and listen to her anymore.

She changed to another news channel only to see the same headline under the cold letters of 'Breaking News'. She changed the channel but got the same result. Every single news channel, were showing the same thing but with different words. One thing all of them had in common was the report saying that the CEO of Levinson's Corp. lost his life in the blasts.

Stella turned around and glared at Blake and Wilson with her teary eyes.

"I swear I am lying to you. I don't know what resources they got this news from but they surely aren't ours." Blake raises his hands up in the air.

"I will try to suppress the news a bit. Let me call someone." Wilson spoke up, interrupting the two as he took his phone out. He was about to dial the number of a certain someone, but Stella stopped him.

"There's no need to do anything. I am sure whoever the person behind this news thing is, he is the one did that to the site. It's better if you spend your time on locating him." She rubbed the spot between her brows as he instructed them. She knew this wasn't as simple as it seemed. And how dare these news channels spout this nonsense when the PR team of the company didn't release any statement of the sort. They sure were courting their deaths.

"She has a point." Lillian, who was sitting quietly all this while, spoke up. "It's useless to try controlling these ba*****s, it's better we focus on the main issue at hand. Where exactly Adam is."

"Alright! I will ask the teams to increase the pace of their search." Blake added as he redialed the number from which he had received the call earlier.

"I will ask the PR team to release a statement. Even though the news is fake, it won't do good to the company. I won't be shocked if the value of the company's shares start to drop any minute." Stella spoke up before heading out of the room. She didn't bring her phone with her when she came down with Lillian, who knew that she might end up needing it in such a situation.

Back in the master room, Stella was almost yelling at the head of the PR department. "What were you waiting for?" She was so angry at the man on the other end of the phone when she heard his reply. She had asked him to release a statement saying that Adam was indeed present at the site at the moment of the explosions, but he managed to escape before the production unit went through serious damage. And he was being treated for minor injuries at a private hospital.

The man had the guts to not only speak rudely to her but refused to do so, saying that he had the draft for the press release but couldn't publish it because the draft is supposed to be signed by the Vice President before he could do it.

"I don't care about the rules. Go ahead and do what I have asked you to." Stella yelled at him again.

"But, Ma'am... The company's policy clearly states that...." He tried to make her understand the reason behind his actions but was interrupted by her again.

"I don't care about the company's policy at the moment. Do you not like your job? Just do as I say." Stella disconnected the call right after after ordering him. She couldn't care less about the company's policy at the moment. What was the use of keeping the policy intact when there wouldn't be any company left.

"I hope this works." She muttered to herself as she gazed at the screen of her laptop which was showing the rise and fall of the stocks of Levinson's Corp and its subsidiaries.

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A week later,

"Young Miss, there is someone who wants to meet you. He says that it's urgent." The old butler knocked on the door and uttered.

She looked up from her laptop and nodded lightly. "Take him to the living room. I will meet him there in ten minutes." She asked the old butler as she her fingers continued to move over the keys.

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