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.”

said, tone calm but firm. “It’s

up to forty–eight hours.

yesterday.


the entire disgusting mess–is

until

I am.It’s the only way to

you think he’ll

“He has to.”

head. “Where is the

seaside mansion.

said, eyes

his property. Gai is

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twist I

Jimson’s face visibly stiffened.

like a live wire. Several


bloom on some faces. But Jimson… Jimson

played the calm card.

straws,” he said. “Even

be edited. Fake.

think I don’t know that?”

to the cloud every ten

you say now can undo

was lie

pulled out his phone and

“If Olivia’s telling the truth–and I believe

headlines.

by your story?”

in the room reached for their phones


cameras aimed at Jimson.

do you have a

one brought

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gave a short command. Within minutes, a sleek black

the

Jimson’s composure fractured.

like

the login,” I said sweetly. “We can

together.”

but the words died in his throat. He glanced

calculating escape routes. Beads of

on his forehead. His shoulders started

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