Chapter 43

I glanced around. People parted for us like waves, but my eyes stopped at Jess. She stood with a cell phone clutched in her hand, her eyes red from crying, yet glaring at me as if I were a

curse that wouldn’t die. Her bottom lip trembled.

I turned away.

Jimson’s face was blank, frozen in some twisted mix of horror

and disbelief.

I looked right at him. “Still going to pretend you had nothing to

do with it?”

Jimson scoffed, trying to act composed. “You’ve got the wrong

guy. Looks like you’re just trying to ruin her reputation in front

of Alexander.”

That low blow hit Jess like a slap. Her jaw clenched, and she

stepped forward, eyes shining. “You’re such a liar,” she snapped,

voice cracking. “She’s just acting–trying to win everyone’s


sympathy!”

“Enough,” Alexander said coldly, not even glancing at her. “Jess,

your jealousy is no longer excusable. You’ve crossed the line.”

Jess opened her mouth again but closed it just as fast, stunned

silent.

I sighed. “Jess isn’t the problem right now” I looked back at Jimson. “You really think you were alone in that house with

me?”

His confidence slipped, barely noticeable. Just a flicker in his

eyes, a twitch in his lip. He straightened his spine.

“You’re making things up.”

tape recorder,” I said,

and can record up to

since yesterday. Everything–your conversation


the entire

was quiet until she

I am.It’s the

think he’ll

“He has to.”

head.

old seaside mansion. I can draw a

eyes locked on Jimson.

it’s his property. Gai is

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was a twist I hadn’t expected–but a welcome

Jimson’s face visibly stiffened.

tension in the room spiked like a live wire. Several people exchanged glances. Whispers filled the background.


on some faces. But

played the calm card.

at straws,” he said.

be edited. Fake. Anyone can record voices

think I don’t know that?” I said,

to

say now can undo what’s

was lie number

out his phone and gestured to

Olivia’s telling the truth–and I believe she is

headlines. You still want to

by your story?”

by one, others in the room reached for their phones


cameras aimed at Jimson.

slightly. “Alpha, do you

one

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Within

on the

Jimson’s composure fractured.

stared at the laptop like

give you the login,” I

together.”

he started, but the words died in his throat.

calculating escape routes. Beads

forehead. His

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