SCORNED EX WIFE Queen Of Ashes (Camille and Stefan)

Chapter 118

Chapter 118

Rose stared at the laptop screen, a smile

spreading across her face as she scrolled through the photographs. The yacht had been easy to find once Herod's investigators had traced

Alexander's movements. Getting someone with a telephoto lens onto a nearby boat had been even easier.

"Perfect," she whispered, zooming in on a

particularly intimate image of Camille and Alexander on the deck of his yacht. Her sister, not that she deserved

that title anymore, locked in an embrace with the billionaire, their kiss leaving nothing to the imagination.

The penthouse suite Herod had secured for her sparkled with morning light, illuminating dozens of photos and documents spread across the glass table. Three empty coffee cups testified to her sleepless night Her phone buzzed. Herod.

"Are you watching the financial news?" he asked without preamble.

"No," Rose replied, still scrolling through the photos. "I've been busy with our little project."

“Kane Industries stock jumped twelve points after yesterday's meeting," Herod said, frustration sharpening his voice. "Your sister completely dismantled my safety concerns. Made me look like a fool."

Rose switched to speaker phone and set it down. "She's not my sister. And don't worry about yesterday. By this afternoon, no one will be talking about the Phoenix Grid anymore."

She selected nine photos, each more damning than the last. Camille and Alexander kissing. Camille in his arms at the railing. The two of them disappearing below deck, then emerging later with unmistakable si "The photos are ready?" Herod asked.

"Better than we hoped." Rose moved them to a separate folder. "The lighting is perfect. No question about who they are. No possibility of claiming they're doctored."

She heard Herod's approving chuckle. "And the other material?"

Rose clicked to another folder containing documents, emails, and financial records, some

real, most fabricated by the expert Herod had hired.

"All prepared," she confirmed. "The story writes itself. Alexander Pierce, using Camille

Kane to gain control of Victoria's company through the bedroom rather than the boardroom."

"Which outlets are you sending them to?"

Rose picked up a handwritten list. "New York Spectator gets the exclusive on the photos. They'll reach the

widest audience fastest. The financial documents go to

the Wall Street Journal and

Bloomberg simultaneously, more credible sources for that angle."

She checked her watch. "The Spectator will run the photos online at noon. The financial pieces will hit the wire services an hour later, just as everyone is talking about the scandal."

grudging admiration. “I underestimated your media

Rose reminded him. "I know

was my specialty,

Herod warned.

recover from this," Rose said, certainty hardening her voice. "Victoria Kane values

letting emotions cloud her judgment, that strikes at the heart of everything

clicked through the photos again, savoring each one. "Victoria may have accepted Camille as her heir,

with Alexander

does that name matter specifically?" Herod

Alexander have history. Years ago, Pierce Industries tried to acquire a shipping company Victoria wanted. He outmaneuvered her, and Victor She pulled up another document, an old news Successfully unlocked! looking coldly

sees him as a threat

the better for our purposes,"

stood and stretched,

"How much more do you need to

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Chapter 118

would give me effective control," Herod replied. "The remaining shareholders are scattered, disorganized. They'll follow whoe Rose nodded, watching a jogger far below. "And when you

"Sell off the profitable divisions, shut down the rest. Including

"And Camille?"

humiliated. Professionally destroyed. Exactly

built crumbled. The press that had praised her as Victoria's brilliant protégée would tear

at her watch. "I'm meeting the Spectator's editor off the record at that café near Columbus Circle. He gets the

not worried about being

"I've spent my life learning how to change my appearance. Besides, the media has

wore it in

framed

makeup altered the shape of her face. The transformation was so complete that she'd walked past a former client in

Alexander had been buying

used relationships to gain business

matter. By the time anyone

the café, waiting. She'd arrived early to secure the

him the moment he entered, Malcolm Reed, the

society pages. He scanned the café, not recognizing her even as his gaze passed over her. She

slightly,

asked, using the fake name she'd

gesturing to the chair across from her. "Thank you

message said you had information about Camille Kane and

said, getting

that would 'shock

"These photos were taken three days ago on

you obtained

"What matters is their authenticity. They're completely

do you want in

I was never here, we never met, you found the

standard procedure for tabloid

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