Watch Me Win, Alpha

Chapter 18

Olivia’s POV

Amelia kept calling repeatedly. I let it ring, half-hoping she’d give up. But when she called again and I still didn’t an- swer, she sent a sharp text instead.

“Be at Ashmoon Hotel by 7:00 p.m. tonight. Or the original $150 million settlement stands. Don’t test my patience.”

It was the kind of message you’d expect from someone who had the Hawthorne name tied around their neck like a sword. I stared at the phone for a second before putting it down on the coffee table.

Ava’s voice echoed in my head-“Be careful with Amelia.”

Maybe tonight’s meeting wasn’t just about documents. Maybe she would try to downplay me and trap me into some- thing.

I didn’t respond yet.

Just then, a new message lit up my phone. This one was from Mike.

“Miss Whitmore, has Mr. Green’s suit been scheduled for return? I can coordinate timing if needed.”

Right. The suit. I could’ve just handed it to the property staff and let them drop it off upstairs. After all, Alexander lived one floor above me now. But something about that felt… too casual. Too cold. And frankly, I didn’t want to come off as dismissive, not to someone like him.

I sat back and thought it through. Deliver the suit personally. Keep it quick, professional, polite. And since I was al- ready heading out to meet Amelia, I might as well line it all up.

I texted Mike back:

“8:00 p.m. tonight. I’ll drop it off in person.”

After that, I headed upstairs to get dressed. Light makeup. Neutral tones. A white blouse, clean black slacks. No per- fume. Nothing that could be mistaken for “trying.”

I packed the suit carefully in a garment bag and left the house. But I didn’t head straight for Alexander.

First, I drove to my parents’ place.

I’d caught a car idling outside Duskhollow Pines earlier. Nothing conclusive, but the way it kept its distance and didn’ t pull away even after ten minutes-it was enough to make me cautious. That incident with Ethan outside the complex had already reminded me that privacy wasn’t something I could rely on anymore. Especially not with a soon-to-be ex- husband who still acted like I was his Luna.

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ignoring him, but that would only make him suspicious.

you napping?” he

even. “I’m

He was

“Just that?” he asked.

“Just that.”

word. But I knew better-he’d have

home, it was already late afternoon.

aren’t you at work?” she asked, brushing a lock of hair behind her ear, eyes scanning

a day off. Needed a

me in. “You’ve lost

soft laugh. “If he wasn’t, I’d

her eyes.

“I

Mom. I’m just joking.” I changed the subject to her garden, her latest book club drama-anything that could

tell my parents yet. Not until everything was finalized. Not until I had papers in hand. Until then, I’d

together. Simple home food. Comfortable silence.

I finished, I stood up and said, “I’m

My parents nodded.

and said goodbye to dad. Then I went to the

and slid it on, then added a black cap. Staying anonymous would be

and I slipped out through the back door. A second later, a car turned down the block,

to lead

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the destination just

for secret deals and discreet affairs. The kind of place

handed Alexander’s suit to the concierge at the front desk. “It’s for Mr. Green,” I said softly. “Please have

gave a slight nod, no questions asked. That was the vibe of this place. I checked my phone and mes- saged Amelia to say I’d arrived.

She wore a dark green dress, fitted to perfection, with her hair swept up neatly. The scent of rose and cardamom clung faintly to the air

to the seat across from

agreement?” I asked, keeping my voice flat. “I

replied smoothly, motioning to the pot between