Watch Me Win, Alpha

Chapter 28

Olivia’s POV

A couple of calls came in from Ava while we were still in the car. I hesitated to answer at first, but eventually picked

“Liv!” Her voice was frantic. “Ethan-he’s been acquitted. All charges.”

I blinked. “What?”

“He found out your flight information. He’s on his way to the airport.”

I sat there, phone pressed to my ear, too stunned to speak.

“Liv, that guy’s lost it. I don’t know what he’s thinking, but if you don’t want to see him, you need to turn around right now. Find a hotel. I’ll come to you, we’ll hide somewhere if we have to.”

Her urgency jolted me, but instead of reacting, I glanced out the window.

“I need to think,” I said quietly, and hung up.

The car was quiet. I didn’t even need to turn my head to know Alexander and Mike had heard everything. Of course they had. Ava hadn’t exactly whispered the information to me.

Still, neither of them said a word.

After a moment, Mike broke the silence. “Don’t worry about it. Alpha Alexander has a private jet. We’ll go straight to the tarmac. Ethan won’t see you. He won’t even find the plane.”

I turned slightly in my seat, catching Mike’s easy smile in the mirror. “That would be great.”

The relief I felt was instant but shallow. It couldn’t shake the exhaustion behind my eyes.

The cabin of the private jet was far more luxurious than I’d imagined. Soft leather seats, clean modern interiors, and a calm that should’ve made me feel at peace. I leaned against the window and pictured Ethan storming through airport security, only to realize he was too late.

A small smile threatened my lips but didn’t quite form.

The flight attendants served a generous breakfast-fresh fruit, croissants, eggs, things I usually loved-but I barely touched any of it. My appetite had shrunk into the size of a stone.

I ended up staring out the window again, watching clouds stretch across the sky like slow waves. Somewhere out

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changing-but inside, I

like this the whole time?” a cold voice said, slicing through the

looking at

what?” I blinked,

need to go through introduction if you’re

my neck. “I—I’m sorry.

emotional temperature of a

didn’t even glance back at me afterward, just returned to whatever document he’d been

biting

have to talk to me like I was a

let out a slow breath. I’d asked for a job. He gave it to

deserved it.

flight. The rest of the time, he was glued to work-on video conferences, calls, typing notes, signing papers. It was like watching a

saw Fin unplug his tablet

quietly moved toward the middle of the aisle, and stopped beside him.

moment?”

and smiled. “Of

hoping you could walk me through the work schedule for this

later.”

me to sit beside him, nodding. “Alright. Let’s get you caught

it. “Our main destination this trip is Washington,” he

followed the itinerary on my tablet. It was

he added in a lower voice, “Mr. Green has meetings lined up with several local government officials and

an eyebrow. “So it’s not just a routine

small, knowing smile. “This is just the first

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branches all over

slight

over on a silver platter. There would be internal resistance, power struggles, and whispers of doubt behind his back. Especially in a dynasty like the Greens, where loyalty was tied to legacy but trust had

earned.

to show everyone-directors, shareholders, opponents-that he wasn’t

asked gently, “Is

“No… not really. Just the

Group before. It was a textbook example of a family empire that had grown exponentially through the generations. Originally a private banking institution, it had expanded into new energy, internet ventures, even film production and media acquisitions. Six of its companies were publicly listed. And yet, among all the overseas branches, the

So why start there?

let