Chapter 75

The 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 c