Chapter 90. A Plan

Camila’s fingers flew over her laptop keyboard, a frown deepening the line between her brows as she scanned the latest financial reports. Numbers in bold red screamed from the screen, revealing a stark and relentless decline in the stock value of Travis Turner’s company. Her chest tightened, a physical weight settling over her heart.

“Another bad day at the market?” Travis asked, entering the room with two steaming mugs of coffee, the rich aroma momentarily softening the tension.

“Isn’t it obvious?” Camila replied, forcing a chuckle that didn’t reach her eyes as she accepted the mug from him. The warmth of the porcelain seeped into her hands, grounding her for a brief moment. “Your stocks are taking quite a hit. Any idea what’s causing the sudden drop?”

Travis leaned against the edge of the polished desk, blue eyes scanning the numbers as though the answer mi