Chapter 177
Chapter 177:
EXCLUSIVE: CAMILLE KANE’S SECRET YACHT ROMANCE WITH BUSINESS RIVAL
Rose’s heart leapt as the page loaded, revealing the most damning photo front and center: Camille in Alexander’s arms on the deck of his yacht, locked in a passionate embrace that left no doubt about their relationship. The caption beneath it was perfect: Kane Industries’ acting CEO caught in intimate moment with Alexander Pierce, whose company directly competes with Kane in multiple markets.
She scrolled down, pleasure washing through her as she read the article. Malcolm Reed had used everything she’d given him, framing the relationship exactly as she’d suggested—not as a simple romance, but as a potential conflict of interest, a betrayal of Victoria Kane’s trust, a scandal that raised serious questions about Camille’s judgment.
Sources close to Kane Industries express shock at the revelation. “Victoria Kane has always maintained strict boundaries between personal and professional relationships,” said one insider who requested anonymity. “She would never approve of her chosen successor becoming involved with Alexander Pierce, of all people.”
Rose laughed softly. She had written those quotes herself, knowing exactly how Victoria would react. Reed had swallowed them whole.
Her phone buzzed again, a notification from a financial news app. Kane Industries’ stock had dropped three points in the first minutes after the story broke. As she watched, it fell another two.
This was just the beginning. When the financial allegations hit in an hour, the real damage would begin. By market close, Camille’s reputation would be in tatters, Kane Industries’ stock would be in freefall, and Victoria would face the impossible choice between supporting Camille or preserving her company’s reputation.
In the taxi back to Herod’s penthouse, she received another alert: BREAKING: Documents Raise Questions About Pierce-Kane Relationship. The Wall Street Journal had published their story, complete with the fabricated emails and financial records suggesting Alexander had engineered the relationship to gain access to Kane Industries’ proprietary information.
Her taxi passed a newsstand where a worker was putting up The Spectator’s afternoon edition, the headline and yacht photo splashed across the front page. People were already stopping to stare.
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Rose leaned back against the seat, closing her eyes as satisfaction washed over her. By tomorrow, Camille’s world would lie in ruins. Her professional reputation destroyed. Her relationship with Victoria damaged beyond repair. Her romance with Alexander tainted by suspicion.
Everything Camille valued, everything she had built since Victoria rescued her from that parking garage, all of it collapsing because she had dared to feel, to connect, to become vulnerable.
The taxi pulled up outside Herod’s building. As Rose stepped out, her phone buzzed with yet another update: Kane Industries’ stock had been halted after falling twenty points in a single hour.
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