Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 310

Chapter 310

Blake’s POV

‘I don’t just want Astrid to know about Snow,” I said, watching the landscape blur past the car window. “I want her and Ethan to meet this Mrs. Knox in person.”

If that woman truly was Audrey, she might fool me or Rachel, but her closest friends? No chance. Astrid and Ethan would recognize her instantly.

Rachel handed back my phone with a sigh. “Fine. I’ll contact Thalia when we get back.”

She hesitated before continuing. “Look, I get you want to make things right with Audrey. But if this doesn’t pan out… you need to stop.

“This woman has a family, Blake. We can’t keep disrupting their lives on a hunch.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Family? You call that a family? They don’t even sleep in the same room.”

“What kind of husband doesn’t know his wife’s basic habits? Their whole setup is off.”

“Legally, they’re married,” Rachel countered, leaning forward. “Blake, promise me something. If Astrid and Ethan meet her and confirm she’s not Audrey… you’ll back off.”

Her voice hardened. “Promise me that, and I’ll help. Otherwise, I’ll do everything I can to stop you.”

I stared at her. “Are you threatening me?”

“Yes,” she said simply. “That’s exactly what I’m doing.”

“Sometimes I wonder if you ever considered Audrey a friend,” I said. “She did everything for you. When she was dying, she still found a way to get you away from the Rose family.”

I clenched my fist. “If she meant anything to you, you’d want her back just as much as I do.”

let out a short, pained laugh. “Blake, Audrey is dead. No amount of

shook slightly. “Do you think I don’t wish she were alive? That I wouldn’t give anything to

records are all there – childhood photos, school

had a documented life in Australia that never overlapped with Audrey’s American

refused to accept it. Two women with identical faces? That

a tear. “Audrey was my best friend. Of

took a shaky breath. “But she’s gone, Blake. And she wouldn’t want you harassing some stranger just

ahead. Finally, I had

said.

seat. “Astrid handled her cremation. If Audrey were somehow alive, Astrid would

have spent months grieving if Audrey were still out

in, heavy and cold. After a

my own ears. “If Astrid

Rachel’s POV

hope you’ll keep that promise,” I

Blake one last look before getting out. My feelings were a mess – relief that he’d agreed, worry that he might not follow through, and

room, I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at my phone. Finally,

voice

taken care of?” she

around the phone. “Yes. I

she replied,

Thalia’s POV

makeup chair, careful not to

that cat

couldn’t help but think of Audrey Sinclair. And thinking of her always led back to that

dug into the armrest. That place wasn’t a school – it

us to stand in freezing rain for hours. They made us run laps at 3

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