Todos os capítulos de SCORNED EX WIFE : Queen Of Ashes: Capítulo 151 - Capítulo 160

The first explosion hit without warning.One moment, Camille was helping an elderly woman toward the exit, her arm supporting the frail body. The next, a thunderous boom shook the building. The floor beneath them trembled. Crystal chandeliers swayed dangerously overhead.The blast came from the kitchen area, not the main ballroom. But the sound alone was enough to shatter the orderly evacuation into panic.People screamed. Pushed. Ran for the exits. The elderly woman in Camille's arms stumbled and nearly fell."I've got you," Camille promised, tightening her grip. "We're almost there."Thick smoke began pouring from the service corridors, filling the ballroom with a choking gray cloud. Through it, Camille could make out security personnel directing guests toward exits, their flashlights cutting through the haze."This way!" she called to a group of confused guests who had frozen in place. "Follow the security lights!"A second explosion rocked the building, stronger than the first. Pl

Rose stood on the rooftop of a building across from the Grand Plaza Hotel, her face lit by the orange glow of flames. The night air carried smoke and screams to her ears, a symphony of destruction that made her heart race. She laughed, the sound bursting from her throat in waves, wild and uncontrolled."Look at it burn," she whispered, then laughed again, louder this time. "Look at it all burn!"From this height, she could see everything, fire trucks with lights flashing, ambulances lined up along the street, police pushing crowds back from danger. The once-beautiful hotel was now a blazing skeleton, its west wing completely collapsed, windows shattered across its face like broken teeth. The ballroom where Camille had stood so proudly just hours before was now a pit of flames and black smoke.Rose's laughter died suddenly, replaced by a strange, hollow silence. She stepped closer to the edge of the roof, her eyes fixed on the destruction below. All those months of planning. All those

The hospital room was too quiet. Only the steady beep of monitors and the whisper of the oxygen machine broke the silence. Camille sat beside Victoria's bed, her hand gently holding the older woman's fragile fingers. Three days had passed since the bombing. Three days of watching Victoria struggle, hour by hour.The doctors had explained it in simple terms at first: Victoria's body, already fighting cancer, couldn't handle the additional strain of smoke inhalation and shock. Her lungs were struggling. Her heart was weakening. Each breath seemed to cost her more than the last.Camille leaned forward, studying Victoria's pale face. The woman who had always seemed invincible now looked small against the white hospital sheets. The tubes and wires connected to her body only emphasized her fragility."You need to eat something," Alexander said softly from the doorway. He carried a paper bag that smelled of soup and bread.Camille shook her head without looking up. "I'm not hungry."Alexande

Chapter 158Rose sat in the dingy motel room, the glow of the television casting harsh shadows across her face. Her newly dyed black hair hung in wet strands around her shoulders, dripping onto the worn carpet. The cheap hair dye had stained her fingernails dark, making them look dirty no matter how she scrubbed."Breaking news in the Grand Plaza Hotel bombing," the anchor announced. "The FBI has released security footage clearly identifying the main suspect."Rose leaned forward, breath caught in her throat.Her own face filled the screen, not her current disguise, but her real face, captured in perfect clarity as she placed an explosive device near the hotel's kitchen. The footage showed her checking her watch, attaching the bomb, and then looking up briefly, giving the camera a clean shot of her features."The FBI has identified the suspect as Rose Lewis, 28, the adopted sister of Camille Kane, whose Phoenix Foundation was hosting the charity gala targeted in the attack."Rose grab

Chapter 160Dr. Sharma knocked twice before entering Victoria's hospital room, her face unreadable as she carried a folder of test results. Camille sat up straighter in her chair, her heart speeding up. Two weeks had passed since Rose's threatening message. Two weeks of heightened security, constant fear, and waiting for Victoria's latest test results."Good morning," Dr. Sharma said, her voice giving away nothing. "How are you feeling today, Ms. Kane?"Victoria, sitting up in bed for the first time in days, nodded slightly. "Better than yesterday. Less pain."Camille studied her mother's face, hardly daring to believe the small improvements she'd noticed over the past few days. The color returning to Victoria's cheeks. The clarity in her eyes. The way she'd begun asking about Kane Industries again, as if planning for a future she might actually see.Dr. Sharma pulled up the bedside chair and sat down, opening the folder on her lap. "I have your latest scan results."Camille reached f