Lahat ng Kabanata ng SCORNED EX WIFE : Queen Of Ashes: Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

Chapter 72Camille's point of view I stood in Victoria's office, staring at the meticulously crafted guest list on the desk between us. Names neatly typed in three columns, people whose lives would forever change in exactly two weeks' time. Rose. Stefan. Fashion industry leaders. Business rivals. Society reporters. All unknowingly summoned to witness the final act of a drama two years in the making."Are you certain about this?" Victoria asked, her voice carrying none of its usual commanding certainty. "Once we take this step, there's no going back."I traced my finger down the list, stopping at Richard and Margaret Lewis. The parents who had raised me, then forgotten me when Rose's manipulation had proven more compelling than their love."I'm certain," I said, surprised by the steadiness in my voice. "It's time for everyone to know the truth."After two years of careful planning, of strategic destruction, of watching from the shadows as Rose's empire crumbled piece by methodical pie

Chapter 74The ballroom fell silent as Camille stepped onto the stage. The crystal chandeliers above cast a glow that seemed to highlight her transformation, her posture straight and confident, her chin raised, her eyes clear and focused. Gone was the woman who had once shrunk herself to make others comfortable. In her place stood someone new, someone forged in fire.She took the microphone from Victoria, her fingers steady despite the hundreds of wide eyes fixed on her. Whispers rippled through the crowd: "It can't be..." "She's dead..." "How is this possible?"The faces that mattered most to her stood frozen in shock. Her mother clutched her father's arm, her mouth hanging open. Stefan had gone deathly pale, as if seeing a ghost. And Rose.... Rose's face had drained of color, her perfectly manicured nails digging into her palms."Thank you all for coming tonight," Camille began, her voice carrying across the stunned silence. "Some of you knew me as Camille Lewis. Others have come to

Chapter 76The lobby of Kane Industries gleamed with polished marble and sleek glass. Camille stepped out of the elevator on the top floor, her heels clicking against the floor as she walked toward her office. Three days had passed since the Phoenix Gala, and her mind still buzzed with the memory of Rose's face as the truth was revealed, the shock on Stefan's features, the horror in her parents' eyes.Now the world knew who she really was. The media couldn't get enough of the story: the supposedly dead wife who had returned as a powerful executive, the systematic destruction of her ex-husband's company and her sister's reputation. Some painted her as a victim-turned-hero, others as a manipulative schemer. Camille didn't care which version they believed.She pushed open the glass door to her office and stopped short. A massive arrangement of white roses sat on her desk, their scent filling the room. A knot formed in her stomach. She knew who they were from before she even read the car

Chapter 78Camille stared at the presentation on her tablet, numbers and projections swimming before her eyes. Three weeks had passed since the Phoenix Gala, since her confrontations with Stefan and her parents. The media frenzy had begun to die down, replaced by speculation about her next moves as Victoria Kane's heir and rising tech executive.She swiped through the slides once more, trying to focus on the upcoming meeting. Kane Industries was launching its most ambitious project yet, a revolutionary clean energy system that could transform entire cities. The investment required was staggering, the risks enormous. Victoria had surprised her by putting Camille in charge of the entire operation, calling it her "graduation project."Her office door opened, and Rebecca appeared with a concerned expression. "Ms. Kane, Mr. Pierce is here. He's early."Camille checked her watch. Twenty minutes early, to be exact. Typical Alexander, always operating on his own schedule."Send him in," she s

Chapter 80Rose huddled in the corner booth of Café Obscura, a dingy establishment where celebrities went to be forgotten, not spotted. The hood of her oversized sweatshirt cast shadows across her face as she clutched a chipped mug of lukewarm coffee. Gone were the designer clothes and perfect makeup that had been her armor for so long.Three weeks had passed since Camille's dramatic resurrection at the Phoenix Gala. Three weeks of hiding from reporters, dodging process servers, and watching her carefully constructed world crumble into dust. Each day brought new humiliations as her business partners abandoned her, her accounts were frozen, and her reputation dissolved in a flurry of scandalous headlines.The bell above the café door jingled. Rose didn't look up, having learned not to make eye contact with anyone. But then a shadow fell across her table, and she sensed someone sliding into the seat opposite her."Ms. Lewis, I presume?" A deep voice with a hint of old money in its pract