Chapter 323
Chapter 323:
Skye’s heart skipped a beat. “I’m going there now p>
Meanwhile, in the back of a police cruiser, Liam was being driven away from the estate. He wasn’t being arrested, just escorted off the premises, but the humiliation was absolute. He pulled out his phone. He had one card left to play. A card he had sworn he wouldn’t use because it was nuclear.
He dialed a number.
“Hello?” a groggy voice answered. It was Whitney.
“Whitney,” Liam said, his voice low. “It’s Liam Kensington. I heard about what happened at Vance Media p>
“She fired me,” Whitney sniffled. “She humiliated me p>
“I know,” Liam said. “She’s out of control. But I can help you get your job back. I can help you get revenge p>
“How p>
“You still have access to the old server backups, don’t you? The ones Julian kept off-site p>
“Maybe,” Whitney hesitated.
“Find me dirt on Skye,” Liam ordered. “Find me anything from her time as a trainee. Emails, video outtakes—anything that makes her look unstable. If we can prove she’s unfit to run the company, the board might block the takeover p>
“I think there’s a video,” Whitney whispered. “From the Christmas party last year. When she was drunk. She was yelling at Gabriel p>
Liam smiled in the darkness. “Perfect. Send it to me p>
Back at the hospital, Skye sat by Gabriel’s bed. The room was dim.
“Gabriel,” she whispered. “I need you to wake up. I’m winning, but it’s lonely p>
She saw his eyelids flutter.
Her breath hitched. “Gabriel p>
His hand twitched in hers. Slowly, painfully, his eyes opened.
They were hazy, unfocused, but they were blue.
𝖱𝗲а𝗱 oո аո𝘺 𝘥𝗲𝘷𝘪𝗰е 𝗼𝗻 𝗯𝗲.𝘤о𝗆
“Skye…” he croaked, his voice like sandpaper.
“I’m here,” she cried, squeezing his hand. “I’m right here p>
“Liam…” Gabriel whispered.
“He knows p>
“Knows what p>
“About… the pills,” Gabriel breathed, his eyes closing again as exhaustion took him. “He knows… Beatrice was drugging you p>
Skye’s blood turned to ice. She didn’t gasp. She didn’t ask, “What?” She simply closed her eyes, a heavy, suffocating weight settling in her chest.
“I know,” she whispered to the unconscious man, her voice trembling with suppressed rage. “I have the toxicology report, Gabriel. I’ve had it for a year. I just… I didn’t want to believe he was complicit. I didn’t want to believe he stood by and watched p>
She looked at Gabriel’s sleeping face.
“But now I have a witness. Now I can use it p>
The next morning, the headline wasn’t about the merger. It was about the video.
SKYE STERLING: UNHINGED? LEAKED FOOTAGE SHOWS VIOLENT OUTBURST.
Skye stared at her tablet. The video was grainy, taken on a phone. It showed her at the office Christmas party a year ago. She was shouting at Gabriel, shoving him.