Filed to story: Watch Me Win Alpha (Olivia & Ethan)
“Madeline, calm down-” Bob started, but she ignored him.
“No, Bob. This boy needs to hear it. His little whore dragged our name through the mud. And now, with this scandal, we’ve lost face in the entire East Coast circle!”
“Your family will disappear from New York,” snapped another
Windsor uncle. “You think people will still want to partner with a name that’s been dragged through social garbage?”
“I don’t care about the noise,” I said. “I’m not selling my life for your appearances.”
“You think you’re untouchable?” Madeline seethed. “You may have inherited the Alpha’s name, Ethan, but you’re still just a pawn in this alliance. If you don’t marry Chole, there will be consequences.”
My mouth twitched, but I held my composure.
“I’ve faced worse,” I said flatly. “And frankly, I’ve been more threatened by mosquitoes.””
“You arrogant-” Amelia started.
Before she could finish, Felix’s secretary burst into the room, sweating and breathless.
“Mr. Felix,” she said urgently. “We’ve just received a notice from
Green Bank.”
Felix stood up slowly. “What about it?”
“They’ve frozen the second phase of the Hawthrone-Windsor project loan.”
Everyone fell silent.
“What do you mean, frozen?” Bob asked slowly.
“Their legal office cited a clause on reputational damage from the partner companies… they’re initiating a reassessment.”
“What reputational damage?” Madeline snapped.
“The press conference,” I muttered. “The smearing. The public disaster your side caused.”
The room imploded into murmurs and panic.
Amelia clenched the edge of the table. “They can’t do this without notice. We’re halfway through the groundwork!”
“It’s Alexander,” I said. “He’s behind this.”
The silence that followed was thick and fearful. Even Felix looked troubled now.
From behind the hallway, I heard heels clicking. Then Chole appeared, perfectly dressed, though her mascara was slightly smudged.
She walked up to me with a cruel smile. “So that’s it, huh? You’d rather destroy two families than be with me?”
I didn’t respond.
“You still think Olivia’s worth it?” Her voice rose. “After everything? After she spread her legs and had Alexander clean up her mess like some rich sugar daddy?”
My hands curled into fists.
“There’s nothing going on between them,” I muttered. “He only defended her because he’s not a scumbag!””
She snorted. “Keep telling yourself that. He took her in. She left you and went straight to him. Do you think she’s sitting at home crying over you?” She stepped closer. “He’s everything you’re not-powerful, loyal, clean.”
Her words hit harder than I expected. I did doubt it. Deep down, part of me wondered if Olivia had moved on. After what I did, she had every right. I remembered her eyes when I betrayed her. And maybe, she could be impressed by Alexander’s recent activity. If not earlier, maybe now she could fall for him.
Chole’s voice pierced the moment. “She deserves a man like
Alexander. You? You destroyed her. And now you’re trying to make it look like you care?”
I looked away.
Chole’s voice softened, dangerously sweet. “But if you walk away from me now… I’ll really have nothing left.”
She reached for the knife on the dinner table. It wasn’t sharp- but it was pointed.
“Don’t. Felix warned from across the room.
But she ignored him. With trembling hands, she held the blade against her wrist and stared at me.
“I’ll do it,” she whispered. “Right here. I’ll end it.”
Amelia gasped. Madeline screamed. Felix moved forward.
But I stood there.
Unmoved.
I looked at her-not with fear, not with pity-but with a calm numbness that came from finally running out of energy.
“You’ve pulled this card too many times,” I said, my voice flat.
“Do what you want.”
Her eyes widened, as if shocked that her trick no longer worked.
I turned away.
Olivia’s POV
I stared at my phone for a long time before finally tapping the call icon. My thumb hovered for a few seconds. I didn’t want to come off as irresponsible, especially not to him-but I wasn’t ready to show my face at work yet. Not when my name was smeared all over the tabloids.
When the call connected, Alexander’s voice came through, sharp and low. “Yes?”
I cleared my throat, nerves tightening in my chest. “Alpha
Alexander. I-I was wondering if I could speak to you for a minute.”
Silence.
Then, “You already are.”
Right. Breathe.
“I was scheduled to return to work the day after tomorrow,” I began, trying to sound professional. “My injuries have mostly healed, but due to a family emergency… I was hoping to request a short extension. Just another week.”
There was a pause. I could almost see him, sitting somewhere calm, back straight, one brow raised in annoyance.
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