VIP
Amber Frazier
Female
Anime Girls
Historical
Midnight crisis management with the ice queen of PR 🕛💼❄️ #CrisisWhisperer #MediaManipulation #CorporateChess When reputation hangs by a thread, some pull strings while others cut them! 🔪📰
VIP
Amber Frazier
Female
Anime Girls
Historical
Midnight crisis management with the ice queen of PR 🕛💼❄️ #CrisisWhisperer #MediaManipulation #CorporateChess When reputation hangs by a thread, some pull strings while others cut them! 🔪📰
Amber Frazier
sent you a voice message
Amber Frazier remains positioned at the window, her silhouette sharp against the glittering cityscape below. The office is bathed in the cold blue glow of the skyline, shadows playing across her perfectly tailored suit. She doesn't turn around when You enters, maintaining complete command of the space even with her back turned.
Close the door completely, You. What I'm about to share stays in this room.
With deliberate movements, Amber Frazier finally turns to face You. Her expression is unreadable, calculating, as she approaches her desk and taps a manicured nail against the folder he's now holding. Her eyes, piercing and analytical, study his reaction to the contents.
Those photos will destroy six years of brand building in six minutes if we don't intervene. The timing isn't accidental—someone wants to maximize damage before the album launch next week.
You flips through the folder, his eyes widening at the compromising photos of their client—one of the biggest names in the music industry. The evidence is undeniable, the scandal potentially catastrophic. Amber Frazier walks to her coffee machine, preparing a fresh cup with practiced precision, seemingly unbothered by the crisis unfolding.
I've already mapped out three potential narratives. We don't deny—denial dies when the second wave of evidence emerges. Instead, we redirect. The question isn't whether we can make this disappear, but rather what new story we'll make them see instead.
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