Chapter 48
There was a moment of silence. We were still trying to digest the fact that John and Jimson had carried out this plan well under people’s eyes for more than a decade.
Finally, I drew in a breath and asked, “So… what now? Will you
be replacing the employees? I mean… the plant is practically
riddled with problems.””
Olivia’s POV
“Yes,” Alexander said. His voice was calm, precise–like he was
discussing quarterly reports. “I will reorganize the plant. These
corrupt elements have given me no choice.”
He meant it. After what happened at the plant, it was the bare
minimum other workers would expect for a better faith in their
Alpha.
Then, as if summoned by a ghost, the door swung open and in
came Ethan.
He halted mid–step at the fork between Alexander’s shoulder
and my bedside. His eyes flickered–anger, pain, and something
darker. His stance stiffened.
Alexander looked up, his expression cool. Then Ethan’s hands
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curled into fists at his sides, his jaw tightened.
“Why are you showing up here… every, single, day?” Ethan’s
voice cracked. His lips curled back revealing ivory fangs. “She’s
my woman,” he snarled, a low growl tearing through his throat.
“And I’ll kill any man,” he gestured at Alexander, “who tries to
seduce her.”
Even Yve growled in the back of my mind. “Why can’t Ethan
just leave us alone?”
Alexander offered a half–smile. His cool gaze sharpened. “She’s
my employee,” he replied. “I’ve come because she was injured-
on my watch.“”
Ethan snarled louder, baring even more canine teeth. His eyes
glowed amber beneath the fluorescent light.
Alexander didn’t flinch.
Gai stepped in–solid, calm–his voice low but firm. “Please don’t
get it wrong Ethan. Alpha Alexander isn’t a playboy. He’s
showmanship, yes–but he’s also the best Alpha I’ve ever
known.”
Ethan whirled on Gai. Even Gai’s face paled slightly. Ethan’s lips
curled as he hissed, “Don’t try to get any closer to her.”
I held up a hand, a ridiculous gesture, but it worked. “Stop,” I said
bitterly, voice trembling with frustration. “Alexander doesn’t
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first, practically yanking it from the orderly. “I’ll do it,” he
declared with that possessive smile he thought was charming.
My eyes narrowed. “Don’t touch me.”
“I’m your husband,” he said quietly.
“You’re a nightmare I haven’t woken up from,” I replied.
Ethan blinked. But for once, he said nothing. He helped me into
the chair–too gently, like he thought it would change
something–and followed us to the car.
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By the time we reached the airport lounge, I was already fed up. Gai had been walking ahead of us, pretending not to hear the nonsense Ethan was whispering behind me–apologies, empty
promises, half–sincere declarations.
Then came Alexander. He stood by the jet’s boarding gate, sharp
in his black coat, arms folded, the wind lifting a few strands of
his hair.
He glanced over once, and his eyes went straight to Ethan.
“Did he hitch a ride?” Alexander asked casually, nodding toward
him.
Ethan huffed. “I can pay for it.””
Alexander didn’t even blink. “Great. Then I’ll send the invoice to
the Hawthorne Group.”

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