Reborn From Oblivion (Nellie and Cameron) novel Chapter 586

When the Stewart family hit a snag with their project, Regan was savoring a rare quiet dinner with his son and family at a cozy restaurant. His assistant called, sounding frantic, "Mr. Chairman, we've got a situation. The finale of our hit show has somehow leaked online. Last night's ratings have already nosedived."

Regan's wine glass slipped from his hand, clattering onto the table.

"Track down the culprit. I want to know who sold us out."

"Mr. Chairman, I've checked. It wasn't an inside job. It was a top-notch hacker who cracked our internal network to get the ending. What should we do?"

"A top-notch hacker?" Regan's eyes narrowed.

"Block the leaked video immediately and minimize the damage."

"Yes, sir."

The assistant hesitated before hanging up.

"Is there something else?"

"Yes, sir. Another issue has come up. The hottest IP drama we were planning to acquire? The author suddenly backed out. She won't sell it to us. Plus, several A-list stars are threatening to break their contracts, saying they want to follow the script. This has blown up online, and folks are predicting the Stewart family's downfall."

Regan's face turned ghostly pale with anger, nearly choking on his frustration.

"I'll handle it."

After hanging up, Regan slammed his phone onto the table, making his daughter-in-law jump in her seat.

His son and daughter-in-law exchanged worried glances. "Dad, what's going on?" Dustin asked, concern etched on his face.

Regan's gaze pierced through to Ashley. "Ashley, you mentioned someone in the McCoy family is a top hacker, right?"

The guard's expression changed. "The master isn't seeing anyone these days."

Ashley stood firm. "But I'm his fiancée. Won't he see me?"

The guard shook his head. "If you're set on seeing the master, I won't stop you. Just don't say I didn't warn you."

He led Ashley through a maze of hallways to a basement study. "The master should be in the bath now. Wait here. Oh, and Ashley, he doesn't like people touching his stuff, so best not to touch anything."

Ashley huffed. "I'm going to be his wife. His stuff is mine too. Can't I touch it?"

The guard didn't respond, just gave her a stern look.

Ashley, used to being pampered, wasn't accustomed to this kind of treatment. She plopped down on the sofa defiantly. "Well, I'm sitting anyway."