Chapter 304

Chapter 304:

Being a seasoned player in the news industry, she was fully aware of Rafael’s identity.

While Rafael himself wasn’t intimidating, his brother-in-law was a formidable force, owning a media conglomerate that dwarfed Bright Lights Media.

In their cutthroat industry, survival often hinged on prudence.

Rosita had spent years helping Bright Lights Media grow, nurturing it like a sapling. Watching the company’s potential crumble under the weight of Fernanda’s decisions wasn’t something she could stomach.

Though Bright Lights Media was small and relatively unknown, Rosita believed it could blossom into something extraordinary, and she wanted to be part of that journey.

But if this story went live, it would undoubtedly provoke the Hudson family.

Rafael’s brother-in-law wouldn’t sit by idly, and the fallout could be catastrophic. In Rosita’s eyes, Fernanda was still too young, too impetuous.

Problems like these could often be resolved through subtle maneuvers rather than dramatic public displays, which risked spiraling out of control.

Sighing, Rosita picked up her phone to reach Fernanda and talk sense into her.

After several unanswered calls, Rosita grew increasingly frustrated.

To clear her head, she headed to the break room for a coffee, hoping its rich aroma might help untangle her thoughts.

As she stirred her drink, Hamilton approached and caught sight of her contemplative expression. “Hey, Rosita, you okay?” he asked, his curiosity piqued.

“Oh, yeah, I’m fine,” Rosita replied, snapping out of her reverie. Then, as if to redirect the conversation, she asked, “Has the news been sent out?”

Hamilton grinned and nodded enthusiastically. “Yup, it’s already out there.” With a half-chuckle, he added, “You know, Miss Morgan handed me that project herself. There was no way I wasn’t doing it. She’s not one to tolerate insubordination. Remember Waldo? He got fired for taking matters into his own hands.”

A chill ran down Rosita’s spine as Hamilton’s words struck a nerve.

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It was true—Fernanda had made it crystal clear on her very first day that she wouldn’t tolerate employees disregarding their superiors’ orders.

Despite her inexperience in leadership, Fernanda’s decisions so far had been sound, carefully balancing risks and rewards. Rosita recalled Fernanda’s explicit instruction to publish the news about Rafael. Defying that order might get her fired.

Hamilton’s comment felt like a wake-up call.

Rosita didn’t hesitate any longer. She returned to her office with a sense of resolve, pulling up the story.

If Fernanda wanted it published, then Rosita would comply. If anything went wrong, the responsibility would fall squarely on Fernanda. And even if the fallout was harsh, it would be a lesson she needed—a reminder not to act on impulse.

At once, Rosita crafted the article and sent it out.

Halfway up the mountain, Fernanda rested in a gazebo, her phone resting idly in her lap.

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