Watch Me Win, Alpha

Chapter 43

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.”

left a tape recorder,” I said, tone calm but firm. “It’s

record up to forty–eight

yesterday. Everything–your conversation


the threats, the entire disgusting mess–is on

quiet until she whispered,“Are

the only

you think he’ll

“He has to.”

head.

the old seaside mansion. I can

Alexander said, eyes locked on

it’s his property. Gai is retrieving

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I hadn’t expected–but a

Jimson’s face visibly stiffened.

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


some

played the calm card.

straws,” he said.

be edited. Fake. Anyone can record voices

think I don’t know that?” I said, voice colder.

to the cloud every

now can undo

lie

and gestured to the others

the truth–and I believe

headlines. You still want to

by your story?”

by one, others in the room reached for


cameras aimed at Jimson.

turned slightly. “Alpha, do you have a laptop or

have one

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Within

the table

Jimson’s composure fractured.

the laptop like it was a live

you the login,”

together.”

started, but the words died in his throat.

like he was calculating escape routes. Beads

on his forehead. His shoulders started to

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