Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 445

Audrey’s POV

“I’ll pass, I told the driver after settling in the backseat.

Astrid’s disappointment was immediate. “You’re not coming?”

“If Henry wasn’t planning to propose, maybe I’d join you. But I’d just be a third wheel,” I explained. “Plus, I promised William I’d stay with Blake until he recovers. He’s just woken up, and someone needs to handle the funeral.

‘But – ”

“It’s funny,” I smiled, “Before you lost your memory, you’d have jumped at alone time with Henry. Now you’re hesitating?”

I softened my tone. “You’ve only forgotten your feelings, not lost them. Trust me, you were crazy about him. Just give it a chance – it might even help bring back your real memories.”

She sighed. “Fine. Should I call this Arden guy now?”

‘Something feels off about him. Talk to Henry first let him check Arden out before making contact.”

‘Got it.”

–

I hung up and watched the city lights pass by. My mind was already filling with my real priorities.

In just three days since William’s death, Elizabeth had positioned herself as the Parker family’s new queen bee. She was everywhere in New York high society, making sure everyone knew who was in charge now.

The gossip was brutal: Parker dynasty crumbling, Blake in a coma, Rebecca having a breakdown, and only Elizabeth’s family and “worthless” Thalia left standing. Thalia herself seemed broken, meekly following Elizabeth’s lead without resistance.

Parker Group was rapidly falling under Elizabeth’s control, and Olivia – once just Thalia’s follower had transformed overnight into New York’s golden girl.

I sat in an unmarked van across from the funeral home, watching the surveillance feed with Blake. Olivia and Elizabeth were talking in what they thought was a private room.

“Mom, this is amazing!” Olivia clutched Elizabeth’s hands. “You always said pretending to like Thalia would pay off someday. I didn’t believe you! I even hated you when Blake sent me to that awful school. But now…”

ring, practically vibrating with excitement. “The city’s

a strand of Olivia’s hair. “This is just the start.

calculating. “After the funeral, we’ll check on Blake, see if he’s waking up

well.

“If he stays like this, I might need to help him

She leaned in, whispering, “So we’d

Elizabeth smirked. “But you know exactly

ever!” Olivia nodded

1/3

Try looking sad, not like you just won

Olivia quickly composed herself.

feed silently, his jaw tight. Michael stood next to him,

they don’t know you’re awake, Michael said. “They

behind his calm exterior. “What’s your

cold smile. “The worst thing you can do to someone is

He deserves peace. I won’t fight Elizabeth at his funeral,” he said firmly. She can throw him a cheap sendoff if

narrowed.

I remembered – dangerous, powerful, commanding. The man who once made me feel both terrified

eyes met. I looked away quickly, uncomfortable with

before the funeral, Henry arrived with an army of workers carrying high-end decorations. They efficiently transformed the venue, replacing Elizabeth’s cheap arrangements with ones worthy of

She started forward to protest

our van pulled up to the entrance. I helped Michael get Blake’s wheelchair to

sorry I’m late,’

wished he could have told William regrets, promises, love. He spoke until his

nearby, listening silently. With each word Blake spoke, I could picture William smiling. Tears streamed down my

Blake had lost his last real family member, and I’d lost my most

approached. “They’re getting suspicious and demanding to

one last look at William. “Let’s

and guided him toward the

Blake’s POV