Chapter 115

The 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 somethin