300:Threatening Media
Rahul gulped, cutting her off. "We're finished. Do you realize how bad this would look? Sponsors will pull out. The board would fire us instantly."
"All of our careers will be finished," Sanya whispered, her voice hollow.
In the background, another voice, a makeup artist named Nina—scoffed bitterly, though her voice was laced with fear. "For once, we're the ones feeling threatened. Imagine if people knew the stuff we've been hiding, the lies we've spread. The careers we've ruined—all for the sake of ratings."
Meera inhaled sharply, feeling a strange pang of guilt mixed with her fear. She glanced at the others, noticing the same dread etched on every face. Her voice was barely audible when she finally spoke. "So, what do we do?"
Rahul shook his head, frowning as he rubbed his temples. "The letter was clear. We either apologize and clear Suri's name, or—"