"Ms. Kane." Wells hesitated as I stood to leave. "Forgive me for asking, but why dig into Rose Lewis's past? What does Kane Industries gain from this information?"
For a moment, I considered telling him the truth. That I wasn't just Camille Kane, Victoria's heir. That the woman in those photos had stolen my husband, possibly arranged my "death," certainly destroyed my life.
Instead, I gave him the practiced smile I'd perfected over the past year. "Due diligence, Mr. Wells. We investigate all potential business partners thoroughly."
Outside in my waiting car, I finally allowed myself to process what I'd learned. The envelope sat heavy on my lap, filled with evidence of Rose's true nature. All those years I'd believed myself lacking compared to her. All those times I'd wondered why people
