The company’s website crashed almost instantly, flooded with demands for an explanation on Fitch’s behalf. Some pointed out discrepancies between the

company’s statement and Fitch’s own words, but their voices were quickly drowned out by the crowd.

To the public, Fitch was the underdog, while A&C Entertainment represented cold, unfeeling corporate greed–the enemy to be taken down.

“That’s enough. Release the videos,” Larkin said calmly, glancing at the surging traffic.

The head of Public Relations understood immediately. With a single click, he sent

the videos out into the world.

There were two in total. The first showed Fitch in the recording studio, his cocky attitude on full display–a demeanor that made viewers bristle. The second was a rundown of the entire incident, ending with a blurred–out clip in which only Fitch’s face remained clear. He could be seen jabbing a finger at a young woman, as if about to strike her, only to have the tables turned on him.

The video closed on Fitch’s anguished scream. Even before Fitch could react, Jason weighed in on his own social media account.

“Certain people have made it clear only Moon is good enough to compose for them. Apparently, I’m not worth their time.”

meant. Overnight, the rumor

industry’s hottest producers–almost everyone had worked with him at some point. The moment his statement went live, artists who’d collaborated with him rushed to offer support. Some were genuine, others saw an

drama kept spiraling, arguments online growing louder by

ahead,” Larkin said as soon as the

the company’s website. No pictures,

“See you in court.”

appeared on the Libra

of multiple victims, we are filing rape

the victims themselves. Faces blurred, voices altered, they described in detail

his face draining of color as the last video

I do?”

been hiding from me?”

They’re trying to smear me! You have to believe me!” Fitch desperately reached

Wasn’t her own

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