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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but that would only make him suspicious.

you napping?” he asked

“I’m dropping off

pause. He

“Just that?” he asked.

“Just that.”

I knew better-he’d have someone watching

already late afternoon. My

she asked, brushing a lock of hair behind her

day off. Needed

aside, letting me in. “You’ve lost weight

soft laugh. “If he wasn’t, I’d be getting a

narrowed her

“I

the subject to her garden, her latest book club

in hand. Until then, I’d keep it to myself. One last responsibility

together. Simple home

finished, I stood up and said, “I’m meeting a friend tonight. Might stay

My parents nodded.

said goodbye to dad.

purse and slid it on, then added a

out through the back door. A second later, a car turned down the block, but I was already gone-cutting through

to lead

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Chapter 18

arrived at the destination

looked like it existed 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 someone deliver it

my phone and mes- saged Amelia to say I’d arrived. Within a minute, a hotel staff member approached and

was already seated. 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

gesturing to the seat

with pleasantries. “Where’s the agreement?” I asked, keeping my voice flat. “I don’t have

first,” she replied smoothly, motioning to