Chapter 113

Victoria Kane sat propped against white hospital pillows, her silver hair swept back

from her face in a neat chignon. Even in a hospital gown, connected to monitors that beeped rhythmically in the background, she maintained an air of command. The room, the hospital's finest pr Her lawyer, Frederick Winters, a man who had

served the Kane family for thirty years, sat in an armchair beside the bed. His silver-

rimmed glasses caught the afternoon light as he arranged documents with practiced precision.

"You're certain about this?" he asked, his voice low and measured. "The board will have questions."

Victoria's mouth thinned. "The board's questions

are not my concern, Frederick. My decision is final."

The door opened, and Camille entered, dressed in a tailored navy suit that Victoria recognized as one she had selected for her. Their eyes met, an understanding passing between them. Victoria g "Good, you're here. We can begin."

Camille glanced at Frederick, then back to Victoria. "Begin what?"

"Updating my will," Victoria answered matter-of-factly. "Please, sit."

Camille lowered herself into the chair, her movements careful, as if the ground beneath her might suddenly give way. For the past two days, she had been splitting her time between

the hospital and Kane Industries, maintaining the fiction that Victoria was simply working remotely while recovering from exhaustion. Only Alexander knew the truth, that Victoria was fighting for

"Is this rea

necessary right now?" Camille asked quietly. "The doctors said you should rest before tomorrow's procedure."

Victoria waved away her concern.

"I don't leave matters of importance to chance, Camille. You know that."

Frederick cleared his throat. "Ms. Kane has asked me to prepare a new version of her last will and testament, along with updated instructions

regarding the control of Kane Industries in the event of her... incapacitation."

Camille's fingers tightened on the armrests. "You're going to be

fine. The doctors said the procedure has an excellent success rate."

"Of course,"

Victoria said, though something in her eyes suggested she was less certain

than her words implied. "But prudence dictates preparation, regardless of probability."

She turned to Frederick. "Proceed."

Frederick adjusted his glasses. "The primary change concerns the disposition of Ms. Kane's personal estate and her controlling interest in Kane Industries. Previously, these assets were divided He glanced at Victoria, who nodded for him to continue.

new

all personal property, financial assets, real estate holdings, and her sixty percent controlling interest in Kane Industr Camille felt the air leave her lungs

at Victoria, searching her face for some explanation. "Victoria,

no argument. She turned

terminology. Numbers jumped out at her,

"Yes," Victoria confirmed simply.

must be others, board

for decades,

"Not since Sophia." A shadow crossed her face at the mention of her daughter. "As for the board,

my heir, Camille. The daughter of my choice, if not my blood. I have

into someone extraordinary. Someone

her in that hotel parking garage, beaten and left for dead by Rose's hired thugs. The moment Victoria

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unexpected, a bond between her and

are a few

Frederick continued when Camille remained silent. "A personal letter to be delivered to you in the event of Ms. Kane's death. Instructions for the

in a cold

and Herod. Even facing surgery, Victoria was thinking ten moves ahead, planning counters to attacks that

to survive the surgery. You're going

rare gesture of physical affection. Her skin

the blue veins visible beneath

said softly.

raised her eyes

Victoria continued. "It's why I've survived this long in a world eager to

not leave anything to chance. Not my company. Not my legacy. And especially

hand once before

with the signatures, Frederick?"

here, Ms. Kane, and sign on the final page." Victoria took the pen, her hand steady as

she finished,

recipient." Camille hesitated, the pen heavy in her

"This changes nothing

said, reading her thoughts. "It simply ensures that no matter what happens,

Camille took a

name. The letters seemed

Camille Kane-st unfamiliar

Victoria had given her, along with a new identity, a new purpose,

an empire.

omewhat now, potentially,

Frederick collected

these immediately. By this time tomorrow, everything will

you, Frederick. That

Something passed between them- thirty years of history distilled into a single look. Then Frederick bowed slightly and left the room, the door

beginning to set, painting the city skyline in shades of gold

countered. "I

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