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Her phone buzzed again, pulling her back to the present. It was another message from Alexander: "I'm at the office already. Meeting with PR in 15. Want to join?"

Vanessa quickly typed out a response: "On my way. Let's get this under control."

She appreciated Alexander's foresight. He knew how she operated, knew that she would want to be in the thick of things from the start. That's why they made such a formidable team—where she was the sharp edge, Alexander was the steady hand guiding the blade.

As the car sped through the streets, Vanessa's thoughts shifted to the leak. The timing couldn't have been worse, and the implications were vast. If the media narrative took hold, it could erode the trust they had worked so hard to build with their partners and clients. Worse, it could destabilize the very foundation of HealthNet's operations in a critical region. But beyond the immediate crisis, there was the deeper, more personal sting of betrayal.

Whoever had leaked that report wasn't just an enemy of the company—they were an enemy of Vanessa Stone. And that was something she couldn't, and wouldn't, tolerate.

By the time the car pulled up in front of HealthNet's towering headquarters, Vanessa was composed, her emotions locked down behind the professional mask she had perfected over the years. She stepped out of the car, straightening her jacket, and strode into the building with purpose.

Inside, the lobby was already bustling with early morning activity. Employees moved with the focused energy that characterized HealthNet—efficient, driven, and slightly on edge, as if they were all aware that something was amiss. Vanessa's presence was acknowledged with respectful nods and quick greetings, but no one dared to slow her down. They knew better.

She bypassed the front desk, heading straight for the executive elevators that would take her to the top floor. As the doors closed behind her, she took a deep breath, preparing herself for what was to come. The meeting with PR would be the first of many steps to contain the fallout. After that, she would have to start the process of identifying the leak, a task she didn't relish but knew was necessary.

When the elevator doors opened onto the executive floor, Vanessa was greeted by the sight of Alexander waiting just outside, his expression serious but calm.

"They're ready for us," he said, falling into step beside her as they walked toward the conference room.

"Good," Vanessa replied, her voice cool and controlled. "Let's get this done."

Inside the conference room, the PR team was already gathered, laptops open, and papers strewn across the large table. Diana was there too, seated at the head of the table with a steely look in her eyes. As Vanessa and Alexander entered, all eyes turned to them, and the room fell silent.

Vanessa took her seat, Alexander beside her, and looked around the table. "Let's hear it," she said, her tone leaving no room for hesitation.

One of the PR leads, a sharp-eyed woman named Elena, spoke up first. "We've drafted a statement acknowledging the situation, focusing on our commitment to transparency and our ongoing efforts to stabilize the region. We're positioning it as an unfortunate but isolated incident, emphasizing that we're already taking steps to prevent any further issues."

Vanessa nodded, considering the approach. "And the media? How bad is the coverage?"

Elena exchanged a glance with Diana before answering. "It's not good. The story's being picked up by several major outlets, and social media is amplifying it. We're seeing a lot of criticism about our ethics and priorities."

Vanessa's jaw tightened, but she forced herself to stay calm. "We'll need to do more than just damage control. We need to change the narrative. Find a way to turn this into an opportunity—show that we're taking decisive action, that we're leaders in solving these kinds of crises, not just reacting to them."

Diana leaned forward, her gaze locked on Vanessa's. "I agree. But we also need to address the internal issue. We can't let this happen again, and we can't let whoever did this think they can get away with it."

"Already in motion," Vanessa replied. "I want a full audit of everyone who had access to that report. Cross-reference their recent communications, social media activity, everything. No stone unturned."

Alexander nodded. "We'll get on it. But Vanessa, you should also consider making a public appearance. Show strength and confidence in the face of this. It'll go a long way toward reassuring our partners and stakeholders."

Vanessa hesitated for a fraction of a second before nodding. She hated the performative aspect of leadership, but she knew Alexander was right. Sometimes, the face you presented to the world was just as important as the actions you took behind closed doors.

"Schedule it," she said finally. "And let's make sure our message is clear: HealthNet is stronger than ever, and no one—inside or outside this company—is going to tear us down."

The team nodded in agreement, the energy in the room shifting as everyone focused on the tasks at hand. As the meeting continued, Vanessa's mind briefly wandered back to the quiet moments before dawn when Alexander had been her anchor. But there was no room for sentimentality now. The playground was back in full swing, and Vanessa Stone was ready to play to win.

As the meeting wrapped up, Vanessa stood, ready to dive into the next phase of damage control. But before she could leave the room, Diana caught her eye, a subtle nod indicating she had something to discuss privately. Vanessa waited until the others had filed out before turning to her.

"What is it?" she asked, her voice low.

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