Chapter 69
He sat up with a groan, body pulsing with the aftermath of last
night’s spiral. Memories trickled back in shards: The last night
with Olivia. Her defiance, and how Alpha Alexander took away
Olivia from him.
His phone buzzed suddenly–Reed’s name flashing through
once the device finally powered up. He answered on the second
ring.
“Where are you?” Reed’s voice crackled on the other end.
“Hotel room,” Ethan croaked.
“Get dressed. We’re heading back to Hawthorne. Something
happened.”
Ethan sat up straight. “Now?”
“Yeah. Just… get your head straight.”
Moments later, Reed/burst in, dragging him toward the door. Ethan’s feet felt lead, words like acid churning in his stomach. He realized something had gone terribly wrong–not just
personally, but publicly.
Meanwhile, halfway between Wall Street offices, Alexander sat
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in his car next to Gai, reviewing a glossy tabloid spread.
Headlines screamed:“Wild Accusations: Olivia Manipulates
Romance for Wealth.“Photo captions implied outright scandal
Alexander’s face remained serene–almost statuesque–but
something cold flickered behind his eyes. He’d seen media
storms before, but this was uncomfortably close.
Alexander closed the paper. “Cancel the loans.”
Gai glanced over. “What?”
Alexander stiffened. “Cancel the loans for both Windsor and
Hawthorne”
Gai nodded.
“Effective immediately. Risk profile’s changed,” Alexander
replied, voice flat as steel.
“But those projects–the funding ties to Alpha Ethan and the
Windsor family-”
“It’s business, Gai. Due diligence dictates reassessment.” He
exhaled. “We can revisit once they resolve their internal issues.
Until then, no money flows.”
Gai’s concern etched deeper. “That’s hundreds of million, nd
wants to climb up.”
“Now she’s trying to cry foul and play victim,” another sneered. “She seduced Ethan. She destroyed this family. And she’ll pay.”
Bob stared down at his wine glass, his grip tightening. He was clearly displeased by the display, but surrounded by the gloating and malice, he held his tongue.
Across the table, Chole sipped again and leaned closer to Amelia. “When Ethan finally realizes she’s poison, he’ll come back to me fully. I’ll be his Luna. It’s what was meant to be.”
Amelia patted her hand as if in approval. “Of course. You belong
at the top. Not her. Never her.”
Just then, a loud crash echoed from the grand entrancew~“.
The dining room fell silent.
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Someone had kicked the double doors open.
A servant screamed in surprise. Bob and Amelia stood abruptly,
chairs scraping the floor.
Chole gasped, hand flying to her mouth. “What–who is that?”
Olivia’s POV
I rushed home as soon as Reed updated me about the current scenario of Olivia’s framing. This was wrong. Not just wrong but evil. And I knew, I had to stop it. Now.
I stormed into the Windsor estate’s family room. I could hear it before I saw it–Chole’s high–pitched screech in full vitriol. Her abuses at Olivia fueled me with disgust.
“Shameless!” she screamed, pacing forward as I opened the door. The family cluster–Amelia, Bob, Madeline–froze mid–sip. Glasses tilted, expressions drawn.
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