Chapter 245

Chapter 245:

“The lights you’re sitting under, the microphones you’re speaking into, the cameras recording this—all powered by the same system that was attacked last night,” Camille spread her hands. “We’re not just talking about our confidence in this technology. We’re demonstrating it. Because that’s what Kane Industries does. We don’t just tell you that something works, we show you.”

The press conference ended with a barrage of camera flashes. As Camille walked away from the podium, she caught sight of Victoria standing in the back of the room, a rare smile breaking through her normally stern demeanor.

Back in the crisis room, the mood had shifted dramatically. The engineering team cheered as the first positive headlines appeared on the screens. “PHOENIX RISES: KANE GRID WITHSTANDS TERRORIST ATTACK.”

“KANE INDUSTRIES DEMONSTRATES GRID RESILIENCE AFTER BOMBING.”

“CAMILLE KANE TURNS CRISIS INTO TRIUMPH.”

Alexander wrapped his arm around Camille’s waist. “Masterful,” he whispered in her ear.

Victoria approached, her expression solemn despite the celebration around them. “Well done,” she said simply, but Camille could see the pride in her eyes.

“The market’s responding. Stock’s now down only three percent.”

“We’ll recover,” Camille said.

“Yes,” Victoria agreed. “But this isn’t over.” She lowered her voice so only Camille and Alexander could hear. “Rose and Herod are desperate now. They failed twice. They won’t stop.”

“I know,” Camille said, her hand instinctively going to the phoenix pendant at her throat. “But neither will we.”

Hannah rushed over, her face flushed with excitement. “The repairs at Substation 12 are ahead of schedule,” she said, holding up her tablet. “And look at these numbers.”

The screen showed power distribution figures across the city. Despite the damage, the system had maintained stability.

“We’re getting calls from three major tech companies,” Hannah continued. “They want to license the safety protocols we designed. The attack actually proved how effective our systems are.”

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Victoria nodded, a hint of satisfaction breaking through her exhaustion. “Crisis becomes opportunity.”

“We’re not out of danger yet,” Alexander cautioned, his voice low. “The security team found this.”

He handed Camille a tablet showing surveillance footage from the damaged substation. In the corner of the frame, barely visible in the smoke and chaos following the explosion, was a familiar figure watching from a distance.

“Rose,” Camille whispered, her fingers unconsciously touching the phoenix pendant at her throat.

Victoria leaned in to study the image. “She was there. Watching her handiwork.”

“She won’t stop,” Camille said, her voice hardening. “Two substations down, but the Grid remains functional. She’ll try again.”

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