#Chapter 8 – The Truth
Karl

I put down the stack of papers and lean back in my chair. I’ve spent the better part of the morning going

over the report from my investigators, and I’m still struggling to wrap my head around everything they

found.

It seems like Abby has had a tough couple of years. Even though her father gave her a generous

severance package, his business has clearly been struggling. He even had to sell their house,

something I know must have been hard for Abby, who spent her childhood there.

Her father was a supplier for the former Alpha, and her family was very wealthy as a result. When we

married, though, she offered to change suppliers to avoid suspicion.

We didn’t want people to see me as a selfish Alpha. I don’t think either of us realized how much of a

strain that would put on her father’s business, even if he was completely understanding of our decision.

After our divorce, Abby started as a backroom apprentice at a restaurant. By doing so, she managed to

save up a sum of money.

Looking at the pictures of her from that time makes something in my heart hurt. She looks haggard,

worked to the bone, and there’s a hollowness in her eyes that makes me feel incredibly guilty. I know I

caused that broken look on her face. I never imagined she felt as heartbroken as I did. She cheated on

me, after all.

From there, she moved to the capital to start her own business. Using some contacts left behind by me,

she was able to build her restaurant into a must-go spot. Now she’s doing great. She owns one of the

top eateries here, which is a feat in and of itself.

Her acquaintances describe her as incredibly smart, great at maintaining relationships, sweet, and

information about her patrons. Everyone my

to say

time to focus on any personal relationships as a

the evidence that she has gone on

been

her business, and she’s seen results. Her food is

the best food in the capital. I can’t reconcile this person with the girl I used to

loved to cook. I just never took it seriously.

trail, on the other hand, seems to have

couldn’t find anything on him. Wherever he’s working now, it hasn’t been

channels. If I want to find

on interviews with my staff, Abby was always really friendly. She was close to everyone

with them. She always loved to cook and would often get

the intimate photos I saw of Abby

not just

other evidence, though. How would her panties have gotten in the

with him? I can’t think of

got for me doesn’t refute any of the physical evidence

her

my heart shattered. I really loved her, and knowing she slept

someone else broke me.

doctor. I employed

their DNA on the fabric, including Justin’s semen. It’s hard to refute evidence like that.

can pinpoint the time. I’m desperate to know what

if only to get

morning, Alpha,” he says when he picks up

I rub my temples. “Did you do the tests I asked

I have the results here.

to pull up the information with bated

moment, and I’m not sure if I’m even breathing. “It seems that

on the panties appeared at least 24 hours after the marks made by

“What does that mean?”

means it’s unlikely that the wearer of the panties had

appeared.”

shocked into silence. If that’s true, then Abby didn’t

did something with them I’d rather not

I decide to track him down immediately and

and lean back in my chair. I can’t believe it. If

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