Chapter 199: A Global Broadcast
The living room was charged and intense as Camille worked with quick accuracy, arranging the livestream gear. Lights came on around the room, cameras were repositioned, and cables sprawled across the floor, winding toward the improvised broadcasting station she had swiftly put together in the corner. The whole room seemed ready to erupt into chaos, yet Camille remained systematic, composed, and concentrated. Her fingers raced across the laptop keyboard, entering commands, configuring the live streaming platform, and getting ready for what was about to happen. She wasn’t merely getting ready for a livestream; she was gearing up for a war of words, a conflict that could change everything’s trajectory.
"Five minutes until go live," she announced, the screen behind her showing a countdown clock ticking away. "I’ll handle the social media push. Everyone else, get ready."
As the countdown proceeded, news anchors worldwide received swift updates, their faces showing disbelief as they absorbed the fresh news. A well-known anchor in New York faced the camera, her tone calm yet strained.
"In recent news, it has been officially announced that Camille Voss, the globally acclaimed A-Rank fashion designer, will be going live in just five minutes. Voss, who has long been linked to the enigmatic Reynard Vale, head of the Masked Syndicate, has been spotted with Vale several times. She is prepared to make a public appearance, and many are curious about what she will disclose regarding her involvement in the Syndicate’s operations. Keep following us for additional updates on this unfolding story."
The broadcast cut to another anchor, who quickly reiterated the same information, the gravity of the situation setting in as they prepared for the inevitable media storm to follow.
"Reynard," Alexis said from the couch, voice low but insistent. "You need to sit down. I’m not letting you go out there in your condition."
I had been sitting in a blood-streaked undershirt for far too long, the remnants of my escape still clinging to me like an unwanted second skin. My body felt like it was held together with thread, but this moment, it needed to be perfect. The message I was about to send would echo through the entire world.
"Not until the show’s on," I said, trying to stand. But the pain hit me like a reminder of everything I had been through. Alexis was on her feet before I could even make it halfway up, placing her hands on my shoulders, guiding me back down.
"Rey, don’t even think about it," Alexis warned, pushing me gently back into the seat. "You’re already in too much pain. We don’t need you fainting in front of the camera."
I raised an eyebrow. "Not the first time, huh?"
She didn’t smile, but the corner of her mouth twitched as she retrieved some clothes from a nearby bag. "You’re going to look decent for once. Camille, give him something clean, would you?"