Froskia Country.
The vehicle navigated the winding mountain roads for five gruelling hours.
Fierce winds had severely limited visibility, forcing them to drive at a crawl.
Surrounded by mountains, they had lost all cell service for a large portion of the trip.
Once they finally arrived at the test flight facility,
Kurt stepped out of the car. Just as he pulled out his phone, a man next to him blurted out, “How is this related to Mr. Kurt?”
Kurt paused, instinctively glancing over. “How is what related to me?”
“Mr. Kurt, haven't you seen the news?”
The speaker was an expatriate working in Froskia Country who actively kept up with domestic headlines.
The article on his screen had been pushed to his feed just ten minutes ago.
“?”
Kurt looked completely lost. He opened several apps on his own phone, but his feeds showed absolutely nothing out of the ordinary.
“Look.”
The employee handed his phone over.
Kurt looked down and realized the Twitter trends were absolutely exploding.
Ebony Fox's name was sitting at the number one spot.
Kurt's pupils constricted. He snatched the phone and tapped into the hashtag.
There were millions of chaotic, overlapping comments.
But he managed to extract the core facts.
In order to get revenge on Ebony Fox, Annie had conspired with others to completely frame her.
And this whole nightmare had kicked off two days ago...
Before the truth broke, the entire internet had been ruthlessly attacking Ebony Fox. Some psychopaths had even smashed the windows of her studio.
He had literally spoken to her this morning. Why hadn't she breathed a word of this?
Kurt scrolled down further, reading the live transcripts of the press conference.
Just reading the words made him feel like he was suffocating.
Torn apart by millions of people—how had Ebony Fox survived that all alone?
Kurt grabbed a few other people's phones to check. Only his algorithms had been wiped clean.
It was painfully obvious.

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