Camille did not look nervous, she looked like she had everything planned and memorized. Sophie noticed that first.
The press conference was being streamed live across every major business outlet. The footage played on the large television in Ethan’s private sitting room at his apartment. Sophie stood with her arms folded tightly across her chest. Ethan stood beside the fireplace, still with his expression unreadable.
Camille stood behind a sleek podium with the Blackwood Holdings logo behind her. Calculated. Deliberate.
“This is not an attack,” Camille began smoothly. “It is a concern.”
Sophie exhaled slowly. Concern seems like a dangerous word.
“It has recently come to light that a previously undisclosed heir now holds a significant portion of Blackwood Holdings’ shares,” Camille con
