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| stared at the phone long after the call ended, Bob's voice still
ringing in my ears.
“You owe yourselves that much.“No, | didn’t. Not anymore.
But what | did owe myself was freedom. A clean slate. And that
meant ending things once and for all.
The next morning, | called Bob back. My voice was calm, firm. “I'll come,” | said. “Not for reconciliation-just to
finalize the divorce. After that, | want nothing more to do with Ethan or the
Hawthrone Pack.”
There was a brief pause on the other end before Bob sighed.
“Understood.”
That was that.
When | told Mike over breakfast, he nearly dropped the pan he was flipping pancakes in. “You're going where?”
“To the Hawthrone/Pack. One last time.”
He turned to me, spatula in hand, eyes narrowed. “Olivia, are you sure? What if this is another one of Ethan's
stunts? What if they guilt you again or pull something shady with the divorce
terms?”
“That's why I'm not going alone,” | said, calmly biting into toast. “I've already arranged for a pair of bodyguards.
Ava helpedwith it last night. They'll stay close the whole time.”
Mike didn’t look convinced. “And your leg?”
| gave him a look. “I'll go in a wheelchair. Pretend the injury hasn't healed. If they think I'm still weak, they'll drop
their guard.”
He dropped into the chair across from me, rubbing his forehead. “You're really pulling out the spy tactics, huh?”
“Just precautions,” | said with a small shrug. “I'm done being
surprised by these people.””
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Truth was, | didn’t trust a single soul in that house-except
maybe Bob. And even that was conditional.
Ethan had crossed the line too many times. | had no doubt he'd try to winover again-beg, cry, maybe even
fake collapse-
but | wasn’t the swoman anymore.
This time, I'd cprepared.
The Hawthrone Pack house hadn’t changed-still cold, still
grand, still trying to convince everyone that what went on behind those perfect walls was just as polished.
| stepped inside with two bodyguards flanking me, the weight of the wheelchair adding false frailty to my
posture. It wasn’t real. My leg had healed. But the performance was necessary. In this house, you were either
playing the gor being played. I'd learned that the hard way.
Bob Hawthrone was seated alone at the far end of the dining table, arms folded over his tailored suit, gaze
locked onlike I'd arrived late to a contract signing.
“Olivia,” he said, his voice neutral, but his eyes flicked to the tall bodyguard behind me. “Do you really think
you're in danger
here?”
| gave him a polite smile. “No offense, Alpha Bob. But your son
has a history of doing things when he’s angry. I'd rather not take
any chances.”
His jaw ticked, just slightly. “You think Ethan would harm
you?”
“I think he’s already harmedin every way that counts.”
Bob exhaled and gestured toward the seat across from him. | nodded at the guard to rollcloser.
“Let's talk directly then,” | said, before he could begin. “I want
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Ethan to file for divorce, | want the partnership dissolved.
cleanly. No , no press. Just signatures and silence”
“You call this way just to demand that?” His tone was even,
but I could see the restraint behind it.
“I chere because you asked. Now I'm saying what | cto
say.”
He paused and studiedfor a moment. Then he leaned
forward.” Olivia, a man makes mistakes - it's natural. We all
must forgive sometimes, selflessly. And also, you're aware that
Ethan still loves you.”
I snorted. “That's not love, Bob. That's obsession. Control. Guilt.
Regret. Call it anything but love.””
“He made a mistake. One that he regrets deeply.”
| blinked at him slowly. “So I'm supposed to spend the rest of my life with a man who would keep committing
mistakes? That's
your pitch?”
“No.” He shook his head. “I'm offering
you more than that. 1a! with Feyan.
Be the La youre eant to be.
we'll make it official. You'll have full
status, power, protection. And three
hundred million in assets to your name.”
The number didn’t shake me. The man sitting across fromdid-because he truly thought that was a fair trade.
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| smiled calmly. “That’s generous. But no
He arched a brow. “You're sure?”
“I'd be selling my soul for a title and a bank account. Ethan had
his chance. He didn't just cheat-he
humiliated me. Publicly. Repegtedy.
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