I tilted my head. “Power isn’t power if ites with ba /bleash. bAnd /bsecurity 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.”

bChapter /bb60 /b

bOlivia’s /bbPOV /b

Ethan’s face contorted with rage as he stalked forwardb. /b“I bwon’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 ijust /ia pebble in your way?”

Bob nced at me quicklyb, /bnoticing the tension bin /bbmy /bshoulders. His eyes flickered, as if trying bto /bdiscern bthe /bbreal /breason behind the divorce. Was I ying games bwith /bbboth /b

Alphas? Ethan looked at me sharply, clearly expecting ba /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 bsixty /bseconds. There’s ba /bbtimestamp/bb, /bCamera footage. Want to check itb?/bb” /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 bme /bwhile 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 byou /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!”

Chapter b60 /b

Ethan’s shoulders copsed. He stared at bme/bb, /bband /bbhis /bbeyes /bbwere /b

wet. His voice shook when he spoke. “I willb… /bcooperate bwith /bany 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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