Emily Taylor balanced a cup of lukewarm coffee in one hand and a stack of research files in the other as she rushed into the bustling newsroom of The Manhattan Post. The air buzzed with ringing phones, clacking keyboards, and the hum of deadlines closing in. It was chaotic but she thrived on it.
"You're late," her best friend and fellow journalist, Mia, teased as Emily dropped her things onto her cluttered desk.
Emily rolled her eyes. "I was chasing a lead. What else is new?"
Mia leaned closer, lowering her voice. "Is it about Blackwood Enterprises?"
Emily's lips curled into a determined smile. "It's always about Blackwood."
For months, whispers about unethical business practices at Blackwood Enterprises had surfaced corporate cover-ups, under-the-table deals but nothing concrete. Yet. And Emily Taylor didn't deal in rumors. She wanted facts. Hard evidence.
"You know Julian Blackwood eats reporters for breakfast, right?" Mia warned.
Emily shrugged. "Let him try. If there's something dirty, I'll find it."
Her ambition had always been her driving force. Growing up without wealth or privilege, she learned to fight for every inch of success. And nothing especially not an arrogant billionaire was going to intimidate her.
She opened her laptop, scanning through financial records and insider tips. Her heart pounded as a new email popped up an anonymous source claiming to have evidence against Blackwood Enterprises.
"Got you," Emily murmured, her eyes gleaming with resolve.
Julian Blackwood might be untouchable to others. But to her?
He was just another story waiting to be exposed.