The Pressroom hummed with anticipation; the atmosphere thick with tension. Ethan, his expression impassive, stood at the podium, composed and serene amid the storm.
"I've had enough of this charade," Ethan began, his voice steady, eyes fixed on the sea of reporters. "I know you all want an explanation on what is going on, on that balcony. I will give you an exciting answer after this, I promise. But for now, let's first address this matter touching Alex's safety and private life intrusion."
A ripple of murmurs spread among the journalists. Cameras clicked frenetically, capturing Ethan's every word.
"Let's cut through the noise and expose the real orchestrators behind this." Ethan's voice carried a hint of steel as he motioned for the screen to display once again the threatening messages Alex had received, but this time, with the IP and the signal pointing at actor André villa.