It all began with a calculated kiss—a move meant to expose, not entice. Luna, having carefully plotted her takedown of Will, believed the conference room at Spencer Publications would serve as the final battleground. Equipped with hidden cameras and her own resolve, she intended to trap Will in a compromising position that would shatter his empire. What she didn’t count on was that Will was already ten steps ahead.

As their lips met, the signal was triggered. A discreet camera blinked to life, capturing the kiss intended to undo a dynasty. But when Luna reached for what she thought would be the nail in Will’s coffin, she instead found something chilling—a miniature audio recorder already armed and running. Will smirked, revealing he had been orchestrating his own trap all along.

The tension skyrocketed as Luna pulled a gun from her coat, her voice trembling with rage as she demanded Will delete the recording. For the first time, the unshakable Spencer heir appeared vulnerable. Just as security forces arrived, chaos erupted. Gunfire shattered the room. Glass walls exploded, guards rushed in, and amidst the mayhem, Luna scrambled to erase the incriminating audio.

With bullets flying and sirens wailing, Luna managed to grab the device and delete the files—a desperate act that may have saved her allies but sealed her fate. Though she was taken into custody, the storm she unleashed was only beginning.

Outside, the world took notice. The “Spencer Shootout” became instant media frenzy. News helicopters hovered above, reporters camped outside, and social media exploded with rumors: Was Will Spencer shot? Was this an assassination attempt? What had really happened inside that glass fortress?

Inside his office, Will sat rattled. He poured himself a drink with shaking hands, knowing the company’s future—and his legacy—now hung by a thread. Though Luna was in a holding cell, her resolve unnerved him. She hadn’t pleaded or shown fear. She had executed her plan with terrifying clarity.

Within hours, Spencer Publications’ board convened an emergency meeting. Their concerns weren’t about Will’s safety, but the stock market’s response. Rumors swirled of corruption, insider leaks, and offshore shell corporations. A leaked financial report hinted at Will siphoning funds through covert channels. The board demanded answers—some even whispered about freezing his authority.

Enter Liam Spencer. Flown in from Paris, he was no ally of Will’s, but he couldn’t ignore the family name being dragged through the mud. Confronting Will directly, he demanded the truth. Will tossed him a folder full of classified documents and surveillance images. According to Will, Luna hadn’t acted alone. She had backers, insiders, and someone orchestrating the attack from the shadows.

Back at the federal building, Luna sat in solitary confinement, refusing legal counsel. She wasn’t after a lawyer—she wanted leverage. Then the last person she expected walked in: Steffy Forrester. Having read the headlines and connected the dots, Steffy pressed Luna for answers.

Luna didn’t deny her actions. She simply offered Steffy a trade: her freedom in exchange for the names of everyone feeding Spencer insider information—names that included employees at Forrester Creations. For Steffy, this wasn’t just corporate sabotage. This was war.

As the pressure mounted, another name surfaced—Zayn Harper, a faceless powerbroker who had financed Luna’s operation from the beginning. With Luna in custody, Zayn reached out to Liam and Steffy, offering them a deal. Work with him to bring down Will quietly, and he would ensure a peaceful takeover of Spencer Publications. Both Liam and Steffy hesitated, but they knew one thing: if they didn’t control the fallout, someone else would.

Until, one month later, a new company emerged in the heart of Silicon Beach. Origin 8 Media. A tech-forward, independent media platform spearheaded by none other than Luna Nozawa. Backed by former Spencer insiders and funded by mysterious allies, Origin 8 was poised to dismantle everything Will had built.

And Will? He was still standing. Barely. With the Spencer name tarnished and the board circling, he was no longer the unchallenged king of the hill. Luna hadn’t fired the fatal shot. Instead, she had let Will destroy himself. And she was just getting started.