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“Thank you, Marcus,” I said, removing my earphones. “I will remit the money to your account as agreed.” Marcus nodded. “Be careful, Attorney Winters. These people are more dangerous than they appear.”
(Connor’s POV)
At the same time, at Shadow Den, Dominic Reeves entered my office with a grim expression. His usually composed demeanor showed signs of strain.
“Alpha Connor, I have the results of our investigation into Vanessa Reed,” he reported.
I looked up from my paperwork. “What did you find?”
“She has close ties with Ethan Grey. Our surveillance confirms they’ve been meeting regularly for weeks, Dominic said. “Furthermore, Ethan reported Olivia’s k********g at Vanessa’s instigation.”
My jaw tightened. “Continue.”
“Ethan’s company recently received a substantial investment from an overseas firm. We traced it back – it’s linked to Frederick Warner.”
My expression turned icy upon hearing Frederick Warner’s name. The pieces were falling into place, and I realized my oversight.
“I should have seen this connection sooner,” I said, my voice cold with self-recrimination. “Ethan has become one of Frederick’s pawns.”
Dominic hesitated before pulling out his phone. “There’s more, Alpha Connor. We have a recording of Vanessa from last night.”
He handed me the device. “You should listen to this yourself.”
I frowned and opened the recording.
(Olivia’s POV)
That night, I couldn’t sleep. Jessica Sullivan’s haunting cries echoed in my mind, revealing Frederick Warner as the puppet master behind Vanessa Reed.
The audio recording played on repeat in my thoughts. Vanessa’s cold laughter. Her declaration that she wanted me dead.
But what troubled me most was the connection to Frederick Warner. How much did Vanessa know about Rivers pack secrets? If she had leaked such information to Frederick, what kind of impact would it cause to the Rivers pack?
Moreover, why would Vanessa help Frederick when she harbored feelings for Connor Rivers? It made no sense.
I tossed and turned, my amber eyes staring at the ceiling. The moonlight streaming through my window offered no comfort.
Questions swirled in my mind like a storm. Frederick Warner was dangerous enough on his own. But with an insider like Vanessa feeding him information?
The thought made my stomach clench with dread.
Lost in thought, I struggled to find rest. Sleep only came as dawn approached, my exhausted mind finally surrendering to fatigue.
I awakened in the afternoon, sunlight harsh against my tired eyes. My head felt heavy from the restless night. After checking my phone, I made a decision. I opened my laptop and sent the evidence from Marcus Thompson to Connor.
The photos. The audio recording. Everything.
I had to help him despite everything between us. After all, he saved Grace and shielded me from danger. I couldn’t stand idly by.
Although Vanessa alone wasn’t a threat, Frederick’s involvement changed everything. This was bigger than pack politics or personal grudges.
I knew Frederick Warner’s power in Blackmoor Territory. Connor regarded Frederick as a formidable enemy for good reason.
If Vanessa acted as an internal accomplice, it wouldn’t just impact Rivers Pack enterprises. It would endanger Connor himself.
The thought of Connor in danger/made my chest tighten unexpectedly. I pushed the feeling aside and focused on the task at hand.
After sending the email, I opened a new one containing business files of Silverridge Holdings. I checked the equity changes repeatedly, searching for details.
Recalling Ethan Grey’s words about Alexander Winters’ Investment, I noticed something odd. The shareholder was an overseas investment company, not Alexander personally.
“Could this company also be controlled by Alexander?” I murmured to myself.
The timing seemed too convenient. Alexander’s sudden wealth. Frederick’s international connections.
Just then, a new email arrived from Connor. My heart skipped as l’opened it.
They already knew about Vanessa’s close ties with Ethan Grey. They knew she was working for Frederick
Warner.
Relief washed over me. At least Connor wasn’t walking into this blindly.
I began typing a long reply, my fingers flying across the keyboard. But then I hesitated.
How Connor handled Vanessa was his concern, not mine. After all, Vanessa had been his foster sister for over ten years.
More importantly, she harbored secret feelings for him.
“Would he be soft-hearted?” The thought crept into my mind unbidden.
“Would he let her off with just a few tears?”
A sudden wave of annoyance washed over me. The emotion surprised me with its intensity.
I deleted my message without sending it. I had done all I could. What Connor chose to do was beyond my control.
It was the weekend, and I didn’t need to go to Moonstone Legal Partners. After drinking Luna’s Midnight Milk and eating a sandwich, I headed out to clear my head.
The fresh air felt good against my skin. I needed to escape the suffocating thoughts about Frederick, Vanessa, and Connor.
Walking to a nearby park, I found solace in the lively atmosphere. Families played together. Children laughed on swings.
I decided to sit on a wooden chair under a large tree and rest. The normalcy of it all was comforting. Suddenly, I heard a child crying. The sound cut through the peaceful park atmosphere like a knife.
Following the sound, I found a little girl weeping behind a sculpture. She couldn’t have been more than five years old.
I recognized her luxury brand clothing immediately. The rabbit hair clips in her hair were the same ones Grace owned.
Approaching the girl carefully, I knelt down to her level. “Hey there, what’s wrong?”
The little girl looked up at me with tear-filled eyes. Her lower lip trembled as she tried to speak.
“I… I can’t find my mommy,” she sobbed.
My heart melted at her distress. “What’s your mommy’s name, sweetheart?”
“Emma Turner,” the girl hiccupped through her tears.
I smiled gently at her. “Don’t cry, I’ll help you find your mommy, okay?”
I reached out my hand, and the little girl took it trustingly. Her small fingers were warm in mine.
“Let’s go to the management center. They can help us find her.”
At the management center, I explained the situation to the staff. They immediately made an announcement over the loudspeaker.
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