All Chapters of SCORNED EX WIFE : Queen Of Ashes: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Chapter 112Morning light streamed through Victoria's office windows, turning the silver in her hair to platinum. She stood at the head of the conference table, reviewing the Phoenix Grid's reports."Power distribution remains stable," she noted, flipping through papers with practiced efficiency. "No anomalies detected overnight."Camille watched from across the table, noticing something off about Victoria. Her normally flawless complexion had a grayish tinge, and faint shadows underlined her eyes."Are you feeling alright?" Camille asked quietly while Alexander studied technical readouts beside her.Victoria dismissed the question with a sharp wave. "I'm fine. Let's focus on Section B. The activation is scheduled for noon."Alexander glanced up. "My security team reports no suspicious activity. If Rose and Herod are planning something, they're being extraordinarily careful."Victoria nodded, but the movement seemed to throw her off balance momentarily. She steadied herself against th

Chapter 114The hospital café sat empty at 2 AM, its harsh fluorescent lights casting an unnatural glow across the plastic tables. Camille stared into her untouched coffee, watching ripples form each time she trembled. Outside, rain pattered against the windows, blurring the city lights into smears of color.Alexander slid into the seat across from her, setting down two fresh cups. The scent of strong espresso cut through the antiseptic hospital smell."You haven't slept," he said. Not a question.Camille shook her head. She hadn't changed clothes either, still wearing the navy suit from her meeting with Victoria's lawyer twelve hours ago. The folder of handwritten notes sat on the table between them, untouched. She couldn't bring herself to read Victoria's words yet."They're prepping her for surgery now," she said, her voice raw from hours of silence. "Four hours, they said. Maybe five."Alexander nodded, watching her face. His own showed signs of fatigue, the shadows beneath his ey

Chapter 116The yacht cut through the water, leaving a trail of white foam in its wake. Camille stood at the railing, wind whipping her hair across her face as the Manhattan skyline receded behind them. For the first time in weeks, the constant hum of tension in her shoulders began to ease.Three days had passed since Victoria's surgery. Three days of Camille dividing her time between the hospital and the office, maintaining the fiction that Victoria was simply recovering from exhaustion while privately overseeing her medical care. The doctors reported steady improvement, Victoria Kane fighting her way back to health with the same determination she applied to everything else in her life."Penny for your thoughts?"Camille turned to find Alexander approaching, two glasses of wine in hand. He had changed from his usual impeccable suit into jeans and a simple white linen shirt that billowed slightly in the breeze. The casual attire transformed him from corporate titan to something else e

Chapter 118Rose 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 of preparation.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

Chapter 120:Lights flashed like lightning as Camille and Alexander stepped onto the small stage set up in the Kane Industries media room. The wall behind them displayed both company logos side by side, a visual statement before either of them spoke a word. Dozens of reporters filled the seats, their faces hungry for drama, for weakness, for any hint of shame they could exploit.Camille wore a deep blue dress that matched Alexander's tie, another deliberate choice. Her heart hammered against her ribs, but her face remained calm, poised. Only Alexander could feel the slight tremor in her hand as he helped her to the podium."Thank you all for coming on such short notice," she began, her voice steady despite the storm inside her. "I know there has been considerable speculation today regarding my relationship with Alexander Pierce following the publication of certain photographs."The cameras clicked furiously. In the front row, she spotted Malcolm Reed from the New York Spectator, the m