Chapter 196

Camille’s hands shook as she scrolled through her tablet, reading the headlines that had appeared overnight like a nightmare made real. The morning coffee in her cup had gone cold an hour ago, forgotten as crisis after crisis demanded her attention.

“SAFETY CONCERNS PLAGUE KANE INDUSTRIES’ PHOENIX GRID PROJECT”

“ANONYMOUS SOURCES REVEAL CORNER-CUTTING IN CRITICAL INFRASTRUCTURE”

“IS KANE INDUSTRIES HIDING DANGEROUS FLAWS IN THEIR EXPANSION PLANS?”

Each headline was a dagger to the heart, each article more damaging than the last. Someone was feeding the financial press a steady stream of poison, and Kane Industries was dying from a thousand cuts.

Alexander entered their bedroom carrying fresh coffee, his face carefully arranged in an expression of concern and support. “Any updates from the crisis management team?”

Camille looked up at him with red-rimmed eyes. She hadn’t slept in thirty-six hours, and exhaustion was written across every line of her