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…”

practically vibrating with excitement. “The city’s

is just the start.

we’ll check on

well. Still unresponsive, even after

need to help

whispering, “So we’d get all

has her share,” Elizabeth smirked. “But you know exactly how

ever!” Olivia

1/3

pinched her cheek. “This is still a funeral. Try looking sad, not

Olivia quickly composed herself.

jaw tight. Michael stood next

know you’re awake, Michael said. “They might’ve tried something

behind his calm exterior.

lips curled into a cold smile. “The worst thing you can do to someone is let them think they’ve won, then

family. He deserves peace. I won’t fight Elizabeth at his funeral,” he said firmly.

eyes narrowed. “But

the Blake I remembered – dangerous, powerful,

eyes met. I looked away

workers carrying high-end decorations. They efficiently transformed the venue, replacing Elizabeth’s

the time Elizabeth realized what was happening, the place was already transformed. She started forward to protest

get Blake’s wheelchair to William’s casket. Blake stared through the glass at his

sorry I’m late,’ he

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

Blake spoke, I could picture William smiling. Tears streamed down my face

our strongest connection, the kindest person in our harsh world. Now Blake had lost his

“They’re getting suspicious and demanding

look at William. “Let’s

and guided

Blake’s POV