Watch Me Win, Alpha

Chapter 76

Chapter 75

I didn’t tell anyone where I was going. Not even Ava. I just

wanted solitude. No familiar faces. No expectations. No

whispers behind my back.

I merged onto the freeway, my playlist low in the background.

For the first time in weeks, the silence felt like mine.

Little did I know, I had left New York unaware that two cars

were following me.

Olivia’s POV

The sun in Jersey wasn’t as harsh as in New York. Or maybe I

just liked it better here. The wind carried the scent of tomatoes

and old soil, and the rocking chair on my grandmother’s porch

creaked like it belonged to a gentler time.

But my phone was a portal to hell.


I stared at it as the screen refreshed–another thread, another

video, another faceless stranger dissecting my life.

@citylegalbuzz: “Olivia Whitmore’s rebuttal seems rehearsed.

Who even talks like that unless they’re hiding something?”

@sweetvengeance22: “Not defending Chole but… if Olivia was so

innocent, why does she have hotel surveillance to clear her name? Sounds prepared ”

@truthhuntNY: “Still remember how Ethan broke down

captured on a video saying he loved his wife. Now it’s all scandal and smoke. Who’s lying?”

@jadebylaw: “As a lawyer, this is textbook gaslighting. Olivia’s video held back way too much. She knows more than she’s

saying. Why?”

slapped a woman to unconsciousness at an

victim.”

the screen


it on

in waves. There were people who remembered the charity gala. People who remembered Chole’s pathetic little performance.

others were far

eyes and tossed the phone onto the small metal table beside me. It clattered too

sound of cicadas filled the silence. I leaned back in

on the back of my wrist.

inside. Not yet. I didn’t

I heard

mean to listen. The windows were

their words to

about this,”

not bringing the Caters

voice was taut. “She’s not safe anymore, Ma.


She’s barely sleeping. That girl’s

car like a goddamn prisoner, and

They’re ripping her

drag in demons from the

Mom snapped.

And this could

think?”

beat of silence. The

her no matter

“And you

I’m saying she needs the

than ever.”

stiffened in


Cater?

want her to go

need to go back. Just let it

them. Do you know what would happen if the Windsors

a

“Exactly.”

now, but I could still

You raised her

my name, but she was born with more than

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