Bait

"We have a talent agent at our subsidiary entertainment company who regularly reports business to Mr. Alter," Shawn said, stroking Ivy's hair and speaking softly.

Her hair was very soft, perhaps due to her extended time in the hospital. It carried a faint medicinal scent, which always gave Shawn a familiar and comforting feeling.

"What kind of gossip?" Despite her current mood, Ivy's curiosity was piqued by his words.

"If a similar celebrity to our company appears in the market, the two tigers must fight, and one must die," Shawn explained. "The artist's management team generally investigates their conduct and any scandals with enough evidence and media support to destroy them. This leaves no possibility of them ever recovering, and their financial backers have to give up the cash cow. So..."

As he spoke, he looked at Ivy with a teasing smile that seemed to say, "You're clever; you must have figured it out by now."

But Ivy had an expression of confusion on her face and asked, "So what