Quentin Whitaker made his move much faster than Wren had anticipated.
At eight o'clock that night, the Stellaris team was still reviewing the third draft of The Special Review Package.
Maya Merritt was scrutinizing the model logs, Phoebe was revising the family communication guidelines, and Joey Jenkins sat in the corner hugging a stack of follow-up questionnaires, occasionally glancing up at the group chat.
The article online hadn't exploded into a massive trend, but it had settled like a damp fog, slowly seeping into every crack.
Wren had just finished editing the final sentence of the Child-Friendly Consent Guidelines when her phone buzzed.
Mr. Lawson had sent a link.
"Quentin Whitaker gave an interview."
Wren clicked on it.
The headline was even more blatant than Starbridge Media's piece.
"The Whitakers Respond to the Cold Case Controversy: A Decades-Old Family Matter Should Not Be Exploited for Commercial Gain."
In the video, Quentin was sitting in his study at the Whitaker Estate.
A dark bookcase framed the background, with an antique lamp glowing softly on the desk. He looked far more haggard on camera than he had recently—his temples starkly white, the corners of his eyes heavy with exhaustion. He played the part perfectly: a weary father forced into the spotlight by his own daughter's ruthlessness.
He looked into the camera, his tone somber.
"I never intended to respond to any of this."
With just the opening sentence, he positioned himself entirely on the defensive.
Wren stared at the screen, unmoving.
Phoebe walked over and stood behind her.
Quentin continued, "Vivian has been gone for many years. I've always hoped she could rest in peace, without being dragged back into the public eye. She was incredibly brilliant when she was alive. I have never denied that."
Phoebe scoffed coldly.
"Here we go."
Quentin lowered his head and paused for a few seconds, as if holding back his emotions.
"But someone has to strike a balance between brilliance and reality. Back then, she was far too paranoid about our corporate partnerships. She always assumed that any corporate-led project was bound to harm patients, and that data transfers were inherently corrupt."



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