SCORNED EX WIFE Queen Of Ashes (Camille and Stefan)

Chapter 86

Camille woke to her phone's insistent buzz. Seventeen missed calls. Forty-

two texts. Hundreds of news alerts. Her stomach tightened as she read the first notification: "BREAKING: Kane Heiress Mental Health Crisis Exposed,

The Daily Chronicle headline screamed across her screen: CAMILLE LEWIS THE DISTURBING TRUTH BEHIND THE REVENGE PLOT"

Below it, a photo of Rose looking vulnerable and tearful, alongside an image of Camille from the Phoenix Gala, her expression caught in a moment that appeared almost mamic,

She scrolled down, each paragraph hitting her like a physical blow:

"Anonymous sources close to the Lewis family have revealed a decades-

long history of mental health concerns regarding Camille Lewis. Medical records suggest diagnoses of paranoid delusions and persecution complex dating back to her teenage years." "These conditions reportedly worsened after her marriage to Stefan Rodriguez, culminating in violent outbursts and fabricated accusations against her adopted sister, Rose Lewis."

\\The dramatic 'resurrection' and accusations at the recent Kane Industries gala appear to be the culmination of a

carefully constructed delusion, enabled by Victoria Kane."

Camille's phone rang, Victoria.

"Have you seen it?" Victoria's voice cut through without greeting.

"I'm looking at it now," Camille fought to keep her voice steady. "How is this possible? These are complete lies. They claim to have medical records..."

"Fabricated, obviously. They've planted stories in every major outlet. It's coordinated and professional."

Camille opened her laptop. The story was everywhere, news sites, social media, television, Each outlet added its own spin, but the core narrative remained: Camille Lewis had always been unstable. Rose was ill woman for corporate revenge.

"They've included photos from my childhood," Camille's voice cracked. "Photos only my parents would have had." There she was at thirteen, looking sullen, the caption reading "Early signs of isolation and paranoia.

Another image showed her arguing with Rose... "Violent confrontation before witnesses."

"This is Rose," Camille whispered. "It has to be."

"With help,” Victoria added grimly. "This level of media saturation requires resources.”

Camille read comments beneath the articles. The public had already chosen sides:

"Always thought something was off about that whole revenge story."

Hose! Imagine living with someone

trust a mentally

my way over Don's talk to anyone. We'll

interview" with a former classmate who claimed.

"I never even had therapy until after

irrelevant in today's media environment," Victoria said. "This is about

jumped,

"There are reporters outside the

no comment," Victoria Instructed through the phone.

seven"

seven?" Camille

Industries thr Camille's television switched on automatically, tuned to financial news: "....stock opening down twelve percent on reports questioning the mental fitness of Kane's heir apparent. Analysts suggest

us from every angle,"

more notifications about her

she told Victoria, her voice hollow. "That I attacked Rose physically

This is exactly what they want to throw you off balance, make you react

popped up: "Analysts questioning stability of Phoenix Grid project leadership as Kane Industries heir

the project.

about the technical details

fell

"Victoria?"

Victoria said finally. "Someone inside Kane Industries

The doorbell rang again.

Mr. Pierce is

living room, speaking urgently with Victoria on his phone. "Our communications team is tracking the

Rose," Camille

behind her,"

"Technical analysis?"

the Journal questioning the Phoenix Grid

claim the integration systems are

on the television," Alexander

to find Rose on screen, looking pale

saying, her voice gentle with practiced sorrow. "I wanted to

after everything. Mental illness isn't something to be ashamed of, but when it leads to destructive

maintained your silence even when Camille Lewis publicly accused you of attempting

tried for years to get her the help she needs.

nodded, her expression a masterpiece of concerned grief. "Her doctors had warned