Chapter 127

Rose stared at the photos spread across the marble countertop of Herod's penthouse kitchen. Grainy images captured through a long-

distance lens, yet clear enough to show what mattered. Camille and Alexander outside Boston Memorial Hospital. His hand holding something small. Her visible shock. Their embrace. And most damning of all, "She's engaged," Rose whispered, the words burning her throat like acid. "He proposed and she said yes."

She'd sent one of their hired men to follow Camille that afternoon, a precaution after Walsh had provided them with the misleading Grid information. She hadn't expected this.

"Are you certain?" Herod asked, examining the photos over her shoulder. "The quality isn't great."

Rose's fingernail stabbed at the clearest image. "Look at her finger. That's an engagement ring."

Herod squinted. "Could be any ring."

"It's not just any ring." Rose's voice sharpened. "I know what an engagement ring looks like, and I know my sister's face. She's... happy."

The last word emerged like a curse. Her fingers curled around the edge of the photo, crumpling it slightly.

"Does this change our plans?" Herod asked carefully.

Rose didn't answer. Her mind raced through images from their childhood, Camille always the perfect daughter, the talented musician, the brilliant student. Rose, the adopted outsider, working twice

as hard for half the recognition. And now, after everything Rose had done to destroy her, Camille was

engaged to a Trillionaire who gazed at her with undisguised adoration.

"Rose?" Herod prompted.

Her hand swept across the counter, sending the photos flying.

"It's not fair! Why does she get everything? The career, the money, Victoria's approval and fortune and now him too?"

She stalked across the kitchen, her movements sharp and erratic. Herod watched her warily, keeping the marble island between them.

"We're still going to destroy her," he reminded her. "The Grid launch is in a week. We have the information about the western junction vulnerability..."

"Information she'll protect now more than ever," Rose cut in. "She has a reason to survive, a future to protect. It makes her more dangerous."

She yanked open a cabinet, grabbed a crystal tumbler, and slammed it down. The decanter of bourbon rattled as she poured, amber liquid splashing over the rim.

"She's going to have the life that should have been mine," Rose

continued, her voice rising. "Marriage to someone powerful, Our parents wealth, Victoria's company, respect, admiration, all of it stolen from me."

plan remains the same. The vulnerability in the

over her hand, unnoticed. "We need to hit her directly. No more sabotage, no more games. I want her gone." The naked violence in her tone made Herod pause. He'd always known Rose

quality in her. But the

wild eyes

warning signals

what, exactly?" he

been too subtle. The Grid launch, the press, Victoria, Alexander, all of them in one place, a perfect

A chill

aggressive approaches before, but always in hypothetical

he said, keeping his voice even. "Corporate takeover, yes. Financial ruin, yes.

no coming back from that line, nervu replied. Right now, we're engaging

clean, Herod. Don't pretend

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Chapter 127

knew it. He had imagined Victoria Kane's downfall

recognized him as the architect

vast gulf between imagination and action, between revenge fantasies and actual

smart about this," he said, trying a

to mistakes, and mistakes lead

who get caught,"

Camille has gotten away with everything. Stealing Stefan. Taking my place

now an engagement ring and a fairy-tale

nearly screaming. "No! She doesn't get to win! Not after what I've suffered, what I've worked The crystal tumbler went flying, shattering against the wall in an

his, narrowing dangerously. "Don't tell me to

"You promised me her destruction.

she will," Herod assured her. "But we do it

jealousy over an

Wrong

face with surprising force, the crack of the slap echoing in the sleek kitchen. "Jealousy?" she hissed.

their partnership began, he felt a whisper of fear. Not of Rose's physical capabilities, he outmatched her there, but of

"I

affected you strongly, and we should take time to

back,

to regain some control, smoothing her hair with

beat. "We'll plan. But I want her to hurt, Herod. Not just her company, not just

moved to the windows,

city lights. "I want her to know, in her final moments, that

the dangerous precipice they were approaching. The woman he had partnered with for revenge was transforming before his eyes into something mo "I can make that happen," he promised, though doubt crept

Rose didn't

a business venture, albeit one motivated by vengeance. Take down Victoria Kane, acquire her company. dismantle her achievements, all while making a profit. Clean, strategic, controlled. Rose's vendetta

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