I tilted my head. “Power isn’t power if ites with <b>a </b>leash. <b>And </b>security isn’t real if it means sleeping beside a man I don’t trust.”
He didn’t answer.
I sat straighter. “But since we’re making offers–how about this? I’ll stay. I’ll even wear the Luna crown, smile in photos, wave at pack events. But I want fifty percent of Hawthrone Group. No prenup. No strings. Then I won’t care if Ethan sleeps with the
entire western continent.”
Bob’s face reddened. “You’re being greedy.”
“No,” I said, voice icy. “I’m being realistic. That’s what I’m worth
you expect me to live with your son after what he’s done.
Otherwise, I want out.”
He opened his mouth to argue again when the heavy doors of
the dining room mmed open.
Ethan.
His shirt was wrinkled. His eyes bloodshot. His aura–furious.
“You can’t divorce me,” he said, stomping toward us like a man possessed. “Not unless I die.”
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Ethan’s face contorted with rage as he stalked forward<b>. </b>“I <b>won’t </b>
divorce you,” he growled. “Not until I die.”
I lowered my gaze, weighing my words carefully. “So why did you hug Chole at the airport instead of me?” I asked. “Weren’t you with her the whole time? Spending nights after nights
together?”
Ethan’s jaw twitched. “I was… forced to be with her. She threatened suicide every day. She said she’d kill herself if I didn’t
-So you stayed with her?” I echoed. “Afraid she’d kill herself
over you. But who is she to you, even now, that you care so
much about her life? Clearly, you still love her–otherwise, you
would have picked me instead of her. You wouldn’t have just
left me at the airport while I was in a wheelchair.”
He opened his mouth to speak and then closed it.
Bob looked between us, brow furrowed. “Is that true?”
Ethan swallowed hard. “She made me… she kept calling…”
“Oh, stop it. Why don’t you tell the truth?” Ethan sudden)–
changed his tone. “Aren’t you divorcing me to be with
Alexander? Am I not <i>just </i>a pebble in your way?”
Bob nced at me quickly<b>, </b>noticing the tension <b>in </b><b>my </b>shoulders. His eyes flickered, as if trying <b>to </b>discern <b>the </b><b>real </b>reason behind the divorce. Was I ying games <b>with </b><b>both </b>
Alphas? Ethan looked at me sharply, clearly expecting <b>a </b>
confession.
So I rified, “Alexander is my boss. How dare you raise such clouded suspicions about me? I’m pushing for a divorce because of you–and you alone. Because you cheated on me.”
Bob’s posture stiffened. Ethan looked flushed, caught between his father’s expectations and his wife’s revtions.
I met Ethan’s eyes. “And do you really want to know the truth?”
He nodded, tense as a beast in a cage.
I said, “I have nothing to gain from lying. I’ve only ever interacted with Alexander professionally–as my employer, nothing more. If you and your father spread rumors that I’m using him, I’ll make sure the Green family sues. You already know the power they hold. They won’t hesitate. They do not tolerate rumors involving the Alpha’s woman.”
Bob shuffled a crisp document in his pocket. Ethan’s face paled, but he opened his mouth to argue then closed it when!eld up
two fingers.
“One: surveince shows Alexander came to see my leg. He
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stayed less than <b>sixty </b>seconds. There’s <b>a </b><b>timestamp</b><b>, </b>Camera footage. Want to check it<b>?</b><b>” </b>
Ethan’s breathing hitched. He took a shaky step forward, one hand searching for my phone.
I raised mine. “Second: I have recordings. Chole herself called <b>me </b>while she was with you. Talking to me in between… intimate moments. If you decide to y that off as ‘acting, then good luck–because the recording device picks up a lot more than <b>you </b>
expect. I can release it.”
The silence stretched so long it became sharp.
Ethan lurched forward and grabbed my wrist. “You–You
can’t…”
I jerked away and pointed to the table. My voice was low, but
every word sounded like a whip. “Don’t touch me. What you did
was wrong. And I’m giving you one chance to make this clean.”
I looked at Bob, whose jaw was clenched like steel.
“The thought of this spilling into court terrifies both of your families,” I said. “You know it will be front page news–Alpha
cheated, mistress rings, threats of suicide. Are you sure you
want that?”
Bob exchanged a pained look with Ethan before firming his
shoulders. “Ethan, file the divorce. Now!”
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Ethan’s shoulders copsed. He stared at <b>me</b><b>, </b><b>and </b><b>his </b><b>eyes </b><b>were </b>
wet. His voice shook when he spoke. “I will<b>… </b>cooperate <b>with </b>any legal action you take.”
He turned toward Bob, eyes downcast, as if expecting
punishment.
Bob simply nodded and whispered something to the butler. Then he stood and slowly walked to the door.
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