"Dr. Sterling, thank you for all your hard work. You've been with Finn for years now; it's about time you two got married. I'll handle the arrangements myself."
Maeve's voice snapped out from the window.
"Are you going senile? Is this really the time to push for a wedding? Their relationship is their own business; keep your mouth shut."
Sienna sat completely bewildered.
This felt exactly like... an old married couple bickering?
Finn was just as stunned.
For the very first time in his thirty years of life, he was sitting in the same room as his biological parents.
And they were going at each other's throats.
Grant's already awful complexion worsened considerably, but he managed to swallow his temper.
He turned his head, aggressively pretending he hadn't heard her.
He refocused on Finn.
"You've pushed yourself to the brink lately. Focus on recovering; don't destroy your health over this. As for the press conference... whatever the fallout, it's not your burden anymore. I will handle the rest."
Finn stared down at his father's frail, weathered hand resting near the IV line.
A flash of sympathy flickered in his eyes.
"I'm fine."
He grunted, attempting to push himself upright.
Sienna didn't say a word, simply slipping her hand into his and giving it a firm, grounding squeeze.
All she wanted was for him to get better and be free from the suffocating weight of his corporate empire.
"At least you managed to say one sensible thing," Maeve scoffed, rolling her eyes at Grant.
Grant had always guarded his pride fiercely. To be repeatedly dressed down by Maeve in front of the younger generation was deeply humiliating.
It was unbearable.
But he didn't dare challenge her too aggressively.
He muttered under his breath,
"Wasn't it your loose lips that started this mess? I can't fathom how someone as brilliant as you could pull such a spectacularly stupid stunt today."
His voice trailing off to barely a whisper.
"What the hell did you just say?" Maeve's eyes narrowed into lethal slits.
Sienna had finally had enough.
"The board is losing its mind. They're tearing Finn's background to shreds, throwing around words like 'bastard'. It's getting vicious. They're demanding an emergency meeting. I didn't have the heart to tell Finn, but I can't hold them off alone. I need your advice."
Sienna's heart plummeted as she read the message.
She surveyed the room, her gaze settling firmly on Maeve and Grant.
"Grant, Maeve. Finn just woke up and needs absolute peace and quiet. Shall we step out for a moment?"
Grant nodded slowly.
Maeve cast one last glance at Finn before heading for the door.
Sienna leaned down, promising Finn she would be right back, before standing up and wheeling Grant out into the hall.
The door clicked shut behind them.
Sienna halted the wheelchair and relayed Lance's message word for word.
"With all due respect to you both, allow me to speak plainly. From the very beginning, Finn has been the victim in all of this. He shouldn't be the one shouldering the entire burden of this scandal alone, should he?"
Neither spoke, their silence acting as a heavy admission of guilt.
Sienna pressed on.
"The damage is done. I need the two of you to give me an actionable plan. How are we fixing this?"

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