Watch Me Win Alpha (Olivia and Ethan) novel Chapter 59

Chapter 59

I stared at the phone long after the call ended, Bob’s voice still

ringing in my ears.

“You owe yourselves that much.“No, I didn’t. Not anymore.

But what I did owe myself was freedom. A clean slate. And that

meant ending things once and for all.

The next morning, I called Bob back. My voice was calm, firm. “I’ll come,” I said. “Not for reconciliation–just to finalize the divorce. After that, I want nothing more to do with Ethan or the

Hawthrone Pack.”

There was a brief pause on the other end before Bob sighed.

“Understood.”

That was that.

When I told Mike over breakfast, he nearly dropped the pan he was flipping pancakes in. “You’re going where?”

“To the Hawthrone/Pack. One last time.”

He turned to me, spatula in hand, eyes narrowed. “Olivia, are you sure? What if this is another one of Ethan’s stunts? What if they guilt you again or pull something shady with the divorce

terms?”

“That’s why I’m not going alone,” I said, calmly biting into toast. “I’ve already arranged for a pair of bodyguards. Ava helped me with it last night. They’ll stay close the whole time.”

Mike didn’t look convinced. “And your leg?”

I gave him a look. “I’ll go in a wheelchair. Pretend the injury hasn’t healed. If they think I’m still weak, they’ll drop their guard.”

He dropped into the chair across from me, rubbing his forehead. “You’re really pulling out the spy tactics, huh?”

“Just precautions,” I said with a small shrug. “I’m done being

surprised by these people.””

Truth was, I didn’t trust a single soul in that house–except

maybe Bob. And even that was conditional.

Ethan had crossed the line too many times. I had no doubt he’d try to win me over again–beg, cry, maybe even fake collapse-

but I wasn’t the same woman anymore.

This time, I’d come prepared.

The Hawthrone Pack house hadn’t changed–still cold, still

grand, still trying to convince everyone that what went on behind those perfect walls was just as polished.

I stepped inside with two bodyguards flanking me, the weight of the wheelchair adding false frailty to my posture. It wasn’t real. My leg had healed. But the performance was necessary. In this house, you were either playing the game or being played. I’d learned that the hard way.

Bob Hawthrone was seated alone at the far end of the dining table, arms folded over his tailored suit, gaze locked on me like I’d arrived late to a contract signing.

“Olivia,” he said, his voice neutral, but his eyes flicked to the tall bodyguard behind me. “Do you really think you’re in danger

here?”

I gave him a polite smile. “No offense, Alpha Bob. But your son

has a history of doing things when he’s angry. I’d rather not take

Ethan to file for divorce, I want the partnership dissolved.

cleanly. No drama, no press. Just signatures and silence”

“You came all this way just to demand that?” His tone was even,

“I came here because you asked. Now I’m saying what I came to

Regret. Call it anything but love.“”

“He made a mistake. One that he regrets deeply.”

I blinked at him slowly. “So I’m supposed to spend the rest of my life with a man who would keep committing mistakes? That’s

your pitch?”

“No.” He shook his head. “I’m offering you more than that. Stay with Ethan. Be the Luna you were meant to be. We’ll make it official. You’ll have full status, power, protection. And three

hundred million in assets to your name.”

The number didn’t shake me. The man sitting across from me did–because he truly thought that was a fair trade.

Chapter 59

I smiled calmly. “That’s generous. But no

He arched a brow. “You’re sure?”

“I’d be selling my soul for a title and a bank account. Ethan had

his chance. He didn’t just cheat–he humiliated me. Publicly. Repeatedly. And now I’m supposed to overlook that because you threw money on the table?”

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Bob narrowed his eyes, voice a touch cooler now. “I’m giving you an option to retain power and security. Women in your position would kill for this.”

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