Chapter 354
Chapter 354:
Skye stood in the doorway. She watched them—the broken king and the destitute queen.
“I’m going to lie down,” Skye said.
She walked upstairs to her room. She locked the door.
She pulled out her phone.
Text from Felix: Cargo secured. It’s a gold mine. The Sapphire is in your private safe at Oracle.
Skye sat on the edge of the bed.
She didn’t feel joy. She felt a cold, hard satisfaction—like clicking a puzzle piece into place.
She had stripped them of their cash. She had stripped them of their legacy.
And she had done it all while their empire was burning from the fires Arthur had started.
Next, she would strip them of their pride.
The top floor of Oracle Holdings was a fortress of glass and steel.
The city lights sprawled below, a grid of electricity that Skye now felt she controlled.
On the massive conference table, the spoils of war were spread out.
Beatrice’s jewelry glittered under the halogen lights—emerald necklaces thick as ropes, diamond brooches, and, in the center, the Kensington Sapphire.
Harper Quinn, Skye’s PR genius, picked up the ring. “Damn. It looks better off her hand p>
“It goes into the archives,” Skye said, sipping a glass of sparkling water. “We hold it until the Kensingtons are fully liquidated. Then we sell it to fund the new tech park p>
Alistair sat in the corner, cleaning a handgun. The rhythmic click-clack of the slide was a comforting background noise.
He looked up at Skye. “You left them with nothing p>
“I left them with their lives,” Skye said. “More than they gave my parents. More than they gave Julian p>
The intercom buzzed. Secretary Zhang’s voice was tight.
Rе𝘢𝖽 𝗐іt𝘩𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗂n𝘵𝖾𝗿𝗿𝘶𝗽𝗍𝘪оnѕ 𝗼ո 𝗯𝘦𝘭ոo𝘃еl𝘀.cо𝗆
“Ms. Sterling? Chloe Stone is in the lobby. She’s… screaming p>
Skye sighed. “Chloe? The influencer p>
“She says she has dirt on you. She’s threatening to release a video p>
“Let her up,” Skye said. “I need a laugh p>
A few minutes later, the elevator doors opened.
Chloe Stone stormed in. She was wearing too much neon and holding a phone on a gimbal.
“Put the phone away,” Felix said, stepping forward.
His size alone made Chloe lower the device.
“I know what you did!” Chloe shouted, pointing a manicured nail at Skye. “I was at the cemetery! I filmed you! I filmed you whispering to Lana! I saw you lean in! I know you told her to do it p>
Skye leaned back in her chair. “And p>
“And I want a contract!” Chloe demanded. “My engagement is down! Vance Media fired me! I want five million a year. Or I post this video and show the world that the Oracle is a monster who let her husband get stabbed p>
Skye laughed. It was a dry, genuine laugh.