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“You told me to target her without saying she was Connor’s fiancée,” I accused, panic rising in my voice. “Now I’m screwed. You have to help me!”
Vanessa’s laugh was cruel. “i***t. If she wasn’t his fiancée, why would I bother? Help you? I don’t have that kind of time.”
(Heather’s POV)
Desperation made me bold. “If you don’t, I’ll tell Connor everything you made me do! You don’t want him knowing your dirty tricks, do you?”
There was a dangerous pause on the other end of the line. When Vanessa spoke again, her voice had dropped to a venomous whisper.
“Are you threatening me, Phillips?”
I swallowed hard but pressed on. Connor Rivers was the most powerful Alpha in Riverdale-his wrath would destroy me completely. I had to shift some of the blame.
“I’m just saying we’re both in trouble if he finds out,” I insisted. “You need to help me fix this.”
Vanessa’s contempt was palpable. “Whatever,” she snapped before hanging up.
(Heather’s POV)
Panic clawed at my throat as I stared at the silent phone. Vanessa had abandoned me to face Connor Rivers’ wrath alone. My career, my reputation, perhaps even my safety were now at risk.
With trembling fingers, I searched through my contacts until I found Frank Langley’s number-Connor Rivers’ senior beta. It had been given to me months ago for a business matter, and I’d never expected to use it like this.
I pressed dial before I could lose my nerve.
“Hello, Mr. Langley?” My voice quivered embarrassingly. “I have urgent news for
President Rivers concerning Miss Winters. Please put him on.”
Frank’s voice was professionally neutral. “One moment.”
I heard muffled sounds-a knock, a door opening, then Frank’s voice again. “President Rivers, a woman from Moonlaw’s litigation department wishes to speak with you. It’s about Miss Winters.”
There was a brief pause, then a deep, commanding voice came on the line. “What is it?”
(Connor’s POV)
The woman on the phone began speaking rapidly, her voice high with fear.
“President Rivers, I’m Heather Phillips, litigation supervisor at Moonlaw. About last night’s harassment of Miss Winters, I sincerely apologize. I arranged for her to meet those clients but it wasn’t my decision. Miss Vanessa Reed instructed me to ‘take special care’ of her. I didn’t know Miss Winters was your fiancée. Please, I truly regret it. Don’t punish me… I was forced…”
At the mention of Vanessa’s name, my grip on the phone tightened dangerously. The plastic creaked in protest.
“Vanessa Reed told you to do this?” I asked, my voice deceptively calm.
(Connor’s POV)
“Yes, yes, it was all Miss Reed’s doing,” Heather Phillips rushed to confirm. “I really didn’t know Miss Winters’ identity. Please forgive me.”
I ended the call without another word, setting the phone down with careful control. The rage building inside me was cold and precise-not the hot, unthinking anger of youth, but the calculated fury of an Alpha whose mate had been deliberately targeted.
Frank stood silently by my desk, his posture rigid. I could smell the nervous sweat beading on his forehead as he sensed the dangerous shift in my mood.
The silence stretched between us, heavy with unspoken tension. When I finally spoke, my voice was like ice.
“Investigate Vanessa. From the day Olivia returned to Riverdale, track all her contacts, her financial records, and her movements.”
Frank swallowed visibly, wiping sweat from his brow. “Understood, President Rivers.”
(Vanessa’s POV)
Thousands of miles away in America, I paced the floor of my hotel room, anxiety gnawing at my insides. That fool Heather Phillips would undoubtedly expose me to Connor now-and everything I’d done to Olivia Winters would soon come to light.
The engagement ceremony was only days away. I couldn’t allow Connor to marry that woman. Not after all these years of loving him, of waiting for him to see me as more than a foster sister.
Time was running out. I had to act immediately.
I grabbed my car keys and rushed out the door. There was only one person who could help me now-someone with enough power and resources to stop this wedding, no matter what it took.
(Vanessa’s POV)
The drive to the remote estate took nearly an hour. The property was hidden behind tall iron gates and surrounded by dense forest-a perfect sanctuary for someone who preferred to remain unseen.
I parked my car and stepped out cautiously. The gravel crunched beneath my feet as I approached the main house.
Without warning, a massive Tibetan Mastiff charged toward me from the side of the house, its powerful jaws open in a ferocious bark. The beast was enormous, with thick fur and eyes that gleamed with predatory intelligence.
Even though it’s a dog, it looks more ferocious than most wolves.
“Ahhh-“I screamed, collapsing to the ground in terror.
From somewhere inside the house, a lazy male voice called out, “Titan, how many times have I told you-guests are guests. Stop scaring them.”
Instantly, the mastiff stopped barking. It sat docilely, panting with its tongue out as if it hadn’t just nearly given me a heart attack.
A tall, devastatingly handsome man sauntered out of the estate courtyard. His features were refined and striking, but his eyes gleamed with mocking contempt as they landed on me.
“Well, who do we have here? Turns out it’s the dog the Rivers family took in. Why are you here?”
I scrambled shakily to my feet, shrinking away from the mastiff. Only after retreating a few steps did I manage to look up at the man and say, “Dominic, I want to ask you for a favor.”
(Cassandra’s POV)
“Knock, knock, knock-” I rapped my knuckles against the door of Ethan’s hotel suite, growing increasingly frustrated with each unanswered knock.
“Ethan, are you in there?” I called out, pressing my ear against the door. Nothing but silence greeted me.
I frowned and pulled out my phone, quickly dialing his number. The phone rang and rang, eventually disconnecting on its own. This was ridiculous! Ever since we returned from Alexander Winters’ estate, Ethan had completely disappeared-no texts, no calls, nothing. The front desk confirmed he hadn’t checked out, so where the hell was he?
My patience finally snapped. I pounded on the door with both fists, no longer caring about disturbing the neighbors.
“Ethan Grey, open up! If you don’t open the door today, I’ll keep banging until you do!”
Ten minutes of relentless knocking later, I heard shuffling footsteps approaching from inside. The door swung open, and I immediately recoiled as a powerful stench of smoke and alcohol hit me like a physical force.
“Why does it reek so badly?” I gagged, pinching my nose in disgust.
The sight before me was even worse than the smell. Ethan stood in the doorway, but he barely resembled the powerful, immaculate Alpha heir I knew. His eyes were sunken and dark, surrounded by purple shadows. His normally clean-shaven face was covered in several days’ worth of stubble. His hair was greasy and unkempt, and his clothes were wrinkled and stained.
“How did you let yourself become like this?” I asked, unable to hide my revulsion.
Ethan’s eyes were completely empty, devoid of their usual sharp intelligence. His face want?” was numb and lifeless as he muttered hoarsely, “What do you
Without waiting for an invitation, I pushed past him into the suite. The room was pitch black despite it being the middle of the day. All the curtains were drawn tight, and not a single light was on.
I frowned and immediately flipped the light switch, illuminating the disaster zone that was once a luxury hotel suite. Empty wine bottles littered every surface. Overflowing ashtrays spilled cigarette butts and ashes across the coffee table and floor. The bed was unmade, clothes were strewn everywhere, and room service trays with half-eaten food sat collecting mold.
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