SCORNED EX WIFE Queen Of Ashes (Camille and Stefan)

Chapter 225

Alexander walked out of Kane Industries into the cool evening air, feeling

cautiously optimistic for the first time in months. The crisis with the Phoenix Grid had been contained, his relationship with Camille was slowly healing, and they finally had solid evidence against James Whitfield. Tomorrow, they would present everything to the FBI and end this nightmare once and for all.

The parking garage beneath the building was nearly empty at this hour, with only a few cars belonging to security staff and late-working employees. Alexander's footsteps echoed off the concrete walls as he walked toward his car, keys already in his hand. The fluorescent lights cast harsh shadows between the parked vehicles, creating pockets of darkness that seemed deeper than usual.

Alexander was thinking about dinner plans with Camille when he heard the soft sound of footsteps behind him. He turned, expecting to see another employee heading home, but found himself face to face with James Whitfield.

James stood about twenty feet away, no longer hiding behind electronic voice distortion or carefully maintained distance. His expensive suit was wrinkled, his hair disheveled, and his eyes burned with the intensity of someone who had nothing left to lose.

"Hello, Alexander," James said, his natural voice carrying a coldness that made Alexander's blood freeze. "We need to discuss your recent betrayal."

Alexander's hand moved instinctively toward his phone, but James shook his head slowly.

"I wouldn't do that. Not when we have so much to talk about regarding your uncle's memory and your obligations to justice."

"My obligations?" Alexander felt anger flare in his chest, pushing aside his initial fear. "My obligations are to the truth, not to the lies you've been feeding me for months."

James stepped closer, and Alexander could see the rage simmering beneath his controlled exterior. "I gave you everything you needed to destroy Victoria Kane. I provided evidence of her crimes, motivation for your revenge, opportunities to strike at her through her precious daughter. And how do you repay my guidance?"

"I repay it by refusing to be your weapon anymore," Alexander said firmly. "I know who you really are, James Smith. I know your father was a criminal who deserved to be stopped. I know you murdered my uncle when he wanted to confess your manipulation."

James's mask of calm composure cracked slightly at the mention of his real name. "Your uncle was weak. He lost his nerve when he should have stayed focused on making Victoria Kane pay for her crimes."

"Victoria Kane didn't commit any crimes. She reported your father's illegal activities to protect innocent people." Alexander took a step back, creating more distance between them. "You've spent fifteen years seeking revenge against people who did the right thing."

"The right thing?" James laughed, but the sound carried no humor. "The right thing would have been letting my father's business succeed instead of destroying it with false accusations and manufactured evidence."

"The evidence wasn't manufactured. Your father really did use substandard materials. Workers really were injured on his construction sites. Families really were cheated by his fraudulent contracts." Alexander's voice grew stronger with each word. "James, your father was exactly the kind of person who needed to be stopped."

James pulled something from his jacket pocket - a small black device that Alexander didn't recognize. "You sound just like the prosecutors who sent an innocent man to die in prison. All moral certainty and legal technicalities."

"I sound like someone who's learned the difference between justice and revenge," Alexander replied. "James, it's over. We have evidence of your real identity, proof that you manipulated me and killed my uncle. The FBI will be looking for you by tomorrow morning."

"The FBI?" James's smile turned predatory. "Alexander, do you really think I've spent fifteen years planning this campaign without preparing for law enforcement involvement?"

the device in his hand. Alexander heard a soft hissing sound and suddenly felt dizzy. The air around him seemed to shimmer, and he realized with growing horror that James had released some kind of gas into

did you do?" Alexander demanded, his voice already starting

me to complete your uncle's revenge, or face the consequences of betraying someone who trusted you with sacred justice." James watched with cold satisfaction as Alexander staggered backward. "You

to stay focused. Whatever James had released wasn't immediately lethal - more like a sedative designed to

with this," Alexander said, fighting to keep his balance as the world tilted around him. "Camille knows where I am. Security

Kane and her daughter," James replied. "By the time anyone realizes you're missing, you'll be somewhere

to activate the emergency alert

Alexander's unconscious form and grabbed the phone, but it was too

looking down at Alexander's still form. "But

the emergency alert changed everything. Security would be here within minutes, and James couldn't

device - a small explosive that would destroy evidence while making Alexander's death look like an accident. He was

had anticipated. He could hear multiple vehicles converging on the building, along with what sounded like police sirens in the distance. Alexander's emergency alert had triggered

at Alexander one last time, rage burning in his eyes. "This isn't over. Your betrayal

burst into the parking garage. The smoke was thick and acrid, making it impossible

guards shouted, finding Alexander's unconscious form beside his car. "We

alert. As the smoke began to clear, they found Alexander barely breathing but alive,

James had planted was discovered and defused by the bomb squad, but forensic analysis would later show it had been

and destroy most

garage was crawling with FBI agents, NYPD detectives, and forensic specialists. Alexander was rushed to Mount Sinai Hospital, where doctors

Special Agent Diana Chen stood in the parking garage, reviewing the evidence that clearly pointed to an attempted murder by someone with access

to direct violence," she told her team. "Issue

manhunt warrant immediately. Armed and

a terrorist threat

Alexander's attack. FBI field offices across the northeast

description. Airport

law enforcement agency in the region was mobilized to find a

Camille sat beside Alexander's bed as he slowly regained consciousness. The sedative had left him

but alive.

voice was hoarse from

safe. James is gone, but the FBI is

To make me pay for betraying him. If I

was going to lose you." "You're not going to lose me," Alexander replied, his voice growing stronger. "James made a mistake by attacking me directly. Now law enforcement knows exactly what kind

her face pale with worry and rage. The attack

is he?" Victoria