Chapter 108

The Kane Industries private meeting room felt too small for the four people inside it. Camille sat at the head of the polished table, Victoria to her right, Alexander to her left. Stefan Rodriguez stood awkwardly near the door, as if unsure whether to step further in or keep his escape route close.

“Sit, Mr. Rodriguez,” Victoria said, her voice cold as winter steel. “You requested this meeting. Let’s not waste time.”

Stefan lowered himself into a chair at the far end of the table. His once-confident posture had vanished, shoulders curving inward like a man carrying an invisible weight.

“Thank you for seeing me,” he said, his voice rougher than Camille remembered. “I know I’m the last person you want to hear from.”

“Second to last,” Victoria corrected. “Your former lover ranks below you.”

Stefan flinched. “That’s why I’m here. I want to help stop Rose. And Preston.”

Alexander’s jaw tightened. His hand moved slightly closer to Camille’s on the table