Chapter 181
Author: The_Juice
last update2026-03-26 23:40:54

Andrew didn’t realize how tight his grip on the steering wheel had been until his phone buzzed again.

The sound cut through the silence of the car.

He exhaled and loosened his fingers slightly before reaching for it at the next red light.

Olivia.

Her name sat on the screen like something fragile.

Like something he wasn’t sure how to hold anymore.

He hesitated for a second.

Then he unlocked it.

Message after message.

Long ones.

Not the short, sharp texts he had gotten used to over the past few d
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    Becca didn’t knock before entering.She pushed the door open and stepped into her mother’s sitting room, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floor.Blossom didn’t look up immediately.She was seated comfortably, a glass of wine in her hand, flipping through a magazine as if nothing in the world required urgency.“Mom.”That was enough.Blossom glanced up slowly, her eyes taking in her daughter’s expression in a single sweep.Tension.Frustration.Something close to disbelief.“Well,” Blossom said calmly, setting the magazine aside, “that didn’t take long.”Becca exhaled sharply, dropping her bag onto the nearest chair.“It didn’t work.”Blossom raised a brow.“I assumed as much.”Becca stopped pacing and turned to her.“No, you don’t understand,” she said, her voice tight. “I tried everything. I set the atmosphere, I gave him an opening he didn’t even hesitate. He just… shut it down.”Blossom took a slow sip of her wine.“Of course he did.”Becca frowned.“That’s your reacti

  • Chapter 182

    Becca stared at her reflection, her fingers tightening slightly around the edge of the vanity.The room was silent.Too silent.The kind of silence that forced thoughts to grow louder than they should.Her jaw clenched.“How…” she muttered under her breath, eyes narrowing. “How did that not work?”Everything had been perfectly arranged.The photos.The timing. The rumors.Olivia had been right there, handed to her on a silver platter, looking exactly like the kind of woman Andrew would walk away from.And yetHe didn’t.Becca’s lips pressed into a thin line.Andrew hadn’t just ignored it.He had gone back to her.Back.To.Her.The thought burned.Sharp.Unfair.Her nails tapped slowly against the surface of the table as her mind began to move again, piecing together possibilities, discarding failures.Framing Olivia had been clean.Strategic.Indirect.But it hadn’t worked.Which meantHer eyes lifted to meet her own reflection again.She would have to be direct.A slow breath left he

  • Chapter 181

    Andrew didn’t realize how tight his grip on the steering wheel had been until his phone buzzed again.The sound cut through the silence of the car.He exhaled and loosened his fingers slightly before reaching for it at the next red light.Olivia.Her name sat on the screen like something fragile.Like something he wasn’t sure how to hold anymore.He hesitated for a second.Then he unlocked it.Message after message.Long ones.Not the short, sharp texts he had gotten used to over the past few days.These were different.Careful.Desperate.Andrew, please just read this.His jaw tightened slightly as his eyes moved across the screen.It’s not what it looks like. The pictures they were staged.Another message.Evans approached me for a deal. I didn’t tell you because I thought I could handle it myself.Andrew frowned slightly.The car behind him honked.The light had turned green.He dropped the phone back onto the passenger seat and pressed the accelerator, his mind no longer fully on

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    By the time Olivia returned home, the silence felt heavier than before.It wasn’t the quiet of an empty house.It was the kind that pressed against your chest.The kind that made every thought louder.Her heels clicked softly against the marble floor as she stepped inside, the doors closing behind her with a dull finality. The staff greeted her cautiously, their expressions carrying traces of curiosity, sympathy… even unease.Of course they had seen it.Everyone had.The photos.The rumors.The tension that had exploded into something far too public to ignore.Olivia didn’t acknowledge any of it.She walked past them, straight down the hallway, her posture composed but her mind anything but.Forty-eight hours.Still nothing from Andrew.No calls.No messages.Not even a single acknowledgment.That wasn’t like him.And the longer it went on, the harder it became to ignore the possibility clawing at the edges of her thoughts.What if he believed it?Her steps slowed slightly.Because if

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