Back in Geneva, Camellia stood in front of a blank screen in Phoenix's internal security terminal. She stared at the log-in that didn’t belong there.

User: JLi-Mirror2

She tapped the access logs. The system showed that someone had accessed Sophie’s inactive personal vault — and copied several unpublicized messages.

Encrypted. Unedited. Raw.

Camellia called the comms team.

“If even one of those files leak, it’ll make Cassandra look like child’s play.”

“Who has the files?”

Camellia clenched her jaw.

“Juna Li.”

Minutes before Sophie was due to go on, a low murmur rippled through the Summit press floor.

A new post had gone viral.

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