(Rowan's POV—Later, Inside Theo's Car)
The laptop dinged.
Then—"BREAKING NEWS!!!!!!"
An anchor's frantic voice burst through the speakers, shaky with disbelief, adrenaline, and the thrill of scandal.
"We have just received a video from an anonymous source, and in the footage—Kael Valtore appears to be… perfectly healthy. Walking, talking, sipping wine—with no visible injuries."
Theo Vinter leaned back, folding one leg over the other as the screen began displaying the footage I had recorded.
Kael laughing.
Kael drinking.
Kael pacing the room like a bored prince.
A man who was supposed to be dying. Theo smirked, slow and devilish.
"And…" he murmured, eyes gleaming, "the real show begins."
I allowed myself a rare smile.
"Yes," I replied quietly. "The real show has just begun."
This was exactly what Miss wanted.
Expose Kael Valtore. Strip him of his armor. Make the world turn its eyes toward him—and watch him choke under their gaze.
