Chapter 89

Alexander Pierce's car slid to a stop outside the modest apartment building in Brooklyn. He checked the address on his phone again, confirming this was indeed where Stefan Rodriguez now lived. The fall from overlooking Central Park to this brick walkup with peeling paint.

"Wait here," he told his driver, stepping out into the brisk afternoon air.

The security buzzer was broken.

Alexander pushed through the lobby door, grimacing at the smell of old cooking oil and cigarettes that hung in the narrow hallway. Apartment 3B was at the end of the third- floor corridor, its door as shabby as the rest of the building

Alexander straightened his tie, a habit from childhood wher facing difficult situations, and knocked.

Footsteps approached from inside, followed by the click of locks. The door swung open to reveal Stefan Rodriguez, unshaven and bleary-

eyed in wrinkled clothes. Recognition dawned slowly on his face, followed by confusion."

"Pierce? What the hell are you doing here?

Alexander kept his face neutral. "We need to talk."

Stefan laughed, the sound hollow and bitter. "About what? How your girlfriend destroyed my family's company? Or maybe you want the recipe for rock bottom. I've perfected it lately."

"About Camille," Alexander said simply. "She needs your help."

Something flickered across Stefan's face, surprise, guilt, curiosity. He stepped back, gesturing Alexander inside with a mocking bow.

"Welcome to my humble new reality. Excuse the mess. Maid service was one of the first luxuries

to go."

The apartment was small but surprisingly clean, despite Stefan's appearance. A laptop sat open on a folding table surrounded by job applications and financial documents. Empty takeout containers clustered ne

"Drink?" Stefan asked, retrieving a half-empty whiskey

bottle from the kitchenette. "It's not the thirty-year-

old Macallan you're probably used to, but it does the job."

"No, thank you." Alexander remained standing, studying the man before him.

"Suit yourself." Stefan poured a generous measure into a water glass. "So what could the mighty Alexander Pierce possibly want from me? Last time I checked, I was fresh out of shipping companies for you to a Alexander cut through the bitterness. "Have you seen the news about Camille?"

Stefan's expression changed, defenses dropping momentarily. "About her supposed mental issues? Yeah. Hard to miss when your ex-

wife is being torn apart on every channel."

"It's all lies," Alexander said flatly. "Fabricated by Rose and someone with significant resources."

"And this concerns me how, exactly?" Stefan took a long drink, but his eyes betrayed interest despite his detached tone.

Alexander stepped closer. "Because you're the only person who can convincingly refute Rose's story."

Stefan snorted. "Me? The ex-

on her ister sister That's your

Alexander said firmly. "You lived with Camille for yours. You know

You know Rose is

studying Alexander with new focus. "Why would I help her? Camille made her feelings

from you," Alexander

The words

them. Stefan turned away, moving to the apartment's single window. He stared out at the brick wall of

strange?" he said finally. "Watching someone you hurt

from the ruins you left them in." He glanced back at Alexander. "Camille with Kane Industries. The Phoenix Grid. Her

about

doing this because it's 'right' or because you're in love with her?" Alexander felt

and your investment in the Phoenix Grid, then I've got nothing for you. But if you actually care about Alexander's carefully maintained composure cracked. "Of course I care about her. I've watched her rebuild herself from nothing. Seen her fight through pain that would destroy most people."

time she'd truly smiled at him, not as Camille Kane but as herself. How something

I'm in love

known. "At least you're honest about it. That's more

at that gallery opening, something felt familiar. I couldn't place it. Her face was different, but something in her eyes..." He "Would it have changed

by then. Too caught up in Rose's web." He took another drink. "Rose. God, what

"You're not the first

to be manipulated by her," Alexander

voice roughened. "You want to know if Camille ever showed signs of mental instability? The answer is no. Not once. She was

laughed bitterly. "And who would believe me? The cheating

a credible source." "You're the only

for years," Alexander countered. "Your

precisely

defend her.

winced at the blunt assessment. "Thanks

said. "I'm here because Camille is being destroyed

drained his glass, setting down with

I need to do?"

Publicly refute every claim Rose has made about Camille's mer "And admit my role in all this," Stefan added. "Admit

"Yes."

what the hardest part of losing everything is? It's not the

Rose. That I fell in love with Rose naturally, not because she orchestrated it. That Camille would be fine without me." His lau Alexander waited, sensing Stefan needed to process this moment

continued, "now that

those lies don't protect me anymore. I see everything clearly. Too clearly." He looked directly at Alexander.

other, former rivals now linked by their connection to the same

for you. Or even

"Why, then?" Alexander asked.

"Because it's true," Stefan

Tell the world exactly who Rose Lewis is, and wh Camille really was." Alexander

thank me," Stefan warned. "I'm not doing this to help you win

why

her. You want to

you're going to do this, it needs to be tomorrow morning. Early. Before the Lewis parents'

resolve. "I'll contact my uncle's former PR

handle the

Stefan's refusal was firm. "If I'm doing this, I'm doing it my

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255