SCORNED EX WIFE Queen Of Ashes (Camille and Stefan)

Chapter 42

Chapter 42

Rose stared

at Stefan, the wedding invitation sample still clutched in her hand. The gold- embossed lettering seemed to mock her now.

"What do you mean, postponed?" Her voice came out too high, too tight.

Stefan loosened his tie, exhaustion etched into every line of his face. "Just what I said. We need to push the wedding back. Until things stabilize with the company.

"Push it back? Push it back?" The invitation crumpled in her grip. "We've sent save-

the-dates to three hundred people. The venue is booked. The deposit is paid!"

"I know." Stefan moved to the bar, pouring himself a drink without offering her one. "My father made it a condition of his help with the company. No distractions. Full focus on saving what's left."

Rose watched him toss back expensive scotch like it was water. The careful control she'd maintained all these years

began to slip."Your father doesn't control our lives."

"He controls the board. He controls the family shares. Right now, he's the only thing standing between me and complete professional ruin." Stefan poured another drink. It's just a few months. Once I save the c

"If you save the company," Rose corrected, her voice laced with venom. "Let's be honest, Stefan. Your business is sinking, and you have no idea who's behind it."

He flinched as if she'd slapped him. "Thanks for the vote of confidence."

"I'm being realistic." She advanced on him, the crushed invitation still in her hand. "We've planned this wedding for a year. A year!

in New York will be there. This is our moment,

"My company is crashing. My family legacy is at risk. And you're worried about

a strangled laugh. "Is that what you think this is? Just

action broke something loose inside her. All the careful planning, the

I've done for this wedding? For is?" She grabbed a crystal vase from the side table, feeling its weight in her hands. "The people I've cultivated. The connections I've

stared at her, shock replacing exhaustion. "Jesus, Rase! What's wrong with you?" "What's wrong with me?" She seized a framed photo of them, ripping it from the wall. "What's wrong with you? First you let someone destroy your company piece by piece, and now you're letting your father dict The frame joined the

but she twisted away, snatching a bottle

I did to have you," she hissed, "after

something like suspicion dawning in

For a moment,

bottle smashed against the marble fireplace, alcohol spraying across family photos, across the custom rug they'd chosen together,

throat. "While you played husband to

accusation accompanied another act of destruction. A crystal paperweight through the television screen. A

horror, "Rose, you need to calm

screamed, the name like poison on her tongue. "Poor, sweet Camille who everyone loved. Camille who got everything handed to her while I had to fight for every

before. "She's

the wreckage of their perfect apartment. Something in his tone cut through her rage. Something knowing.

sudden

father's company.

under her designer heels. "I've invested too much in us to postpone now.

exactly did you do, Rose? When

he suspected all along? Had he seen through her

Rose forced

looked away, the moment breaking, "Nothing Just.. this isn't the Rose I

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