CHAPTER 034
OLIVIA’S POV
“Everything was all planned,” I said to him, still shocked by what he just said.
He planned it all from the moment he called me to come see him. He was also the one. who uploaded the photo of me hugging Julian to the media. Every single step had been orchestrated, and I had walked straight into his trap.
He didn’t reply. He just sat there, calm, as if this entire thing was nothing more than a casual business deal.
“You paid that reporter to purposely get hit by a vehicle…. What if it all went wrong and she actually died?” My voice was shaking now, but I didn’t care.
“Well, that would be your problem, not mine. You know why?” His eyes darkened as he leaned slightly toward me. “Because right now, everyone thinks you just killed a reporter.”
His words sent a shiver down my spine.
“Why?” I whispered, my throat dry. “Why do all this? A few hours ago, you were just telling me you wanted to fix us.”
“That line was also part of my plan. And now you’re coming back home with me.”
At first, those words didn’t hit me, then I realized, I let out a small mocking laugh and then said. “I’d rather die than go back to that lifeless marriage with you.
He smirked, a cruel glint in his eyes. “Well, that can be arranged. You can die in prison if you want.”
Damnit
I swallowed hard, my mind racing. The public still thinks I killed someone. Was He trying to gain more leverage over me? What was his garnie?
“I bet you forgot about that didn’t you?” He leaned back against the seat, adjusting his cuffs. “But that can also be taken care of
I felt my stomach twis
“I’ll make you a nice deal. Olivia il clear your name from the media, and you’ll be free on one condition”
A deal? What kind of twisted deal was ttus?
“What condition?” I asked already dreading his answer
“The whole thing about the divor
with me as I speak
My nails dug into my pais
forget about it. You’ll come back
“And what if i refuse? I asked my voice barely above a whisper
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“Well then…” He turned his head slightly toward me, his lips curling into an almost amused smile. “You’ll be needing your lawyers. Not for the divorce, though. For the murder case.”
I felt the wall’s doors in.
My chest rose and fell rapidly. He had me backed into a corner, and he knew it. There was no way I could win against him right now. I’d spent so long trying to free myself from this nightmare, and now, I was being dragged right back in.
I bit my lip. “More blackmail”
“Call it what you want.” His voice was smooth, unbothered. “I’m giving you an option.”
I weighed both options, I didn’t want to go back to that marriage I promised myself I wouldn’t, but I also didn’t want to go
I jail.
I could feel my pulse pounding in my ears.
“Now, once you agree, your name will be cleared, and you’ll come
hack to a life of luxury. I’m sure your so–called friend Julian wasn’t giving you enough of that,” he said.
Julian.
His name echoed in my head, and suddenly, a fresh wave–of guilt hit me.
Julian warned me. He told me not to go, why would I even go and see him? But I didn’t listen. And now, I was stuck. How the hell was I going to explain this to him?
I closed my eyes, inhaling sharply.
Nevertheless, I was going to tell Julian. We were going to find a way out of this mess. But until then… I had to play along.
“Why do you even want me back?” My voice wavered. “You never liked my presence. You never ate my food. You barely even touched me. The only times you did were when you were drunk.” I swallowed, blinking back tears. “I’m sure you wanted me out of there, so why? Why do you want me back?”
He didn’t answer at first. Instead, he simply turned forward, his expression unreadable.
“I have my reasons,” he finally said.
I felt my throat tighten.
“Is she going to be there?” I asked quietly, my voice barely above a whisper.
He glanced at me from the corner of his eye. “Who?”
“Your little slut, Dora.”
His jaw tightened. “Watch your mouth around me.”
I let out a bitter laugh. “So it’s okay for you to throw me into a scandal, manipulate me,
and force me back into your life, but I can’t say her name?”
He adjusted his tie, his expression cold. “Her being there is not your concern.”
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Not my concern?
A lump formed in my throat. Did he really expect me to live under the same roof as the woman who killed my unborn child? The woman who destroyed what little hope I had left in that marriage?
“No.” I shook my head firmly. “I’m not going to be in the same house as her.”
“That’s not a request.”
His tone was final, leaving no room for argument.
I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palm.
Then, suddenly, my phone vibrated.
I glanced down cautiously, careful not to draw attention. My heart skipped a beat when I saw Julian’s name on the screen.
Julian: Where are you?
I hesitated. I knew Adrian wasn’t paying attention to me at the moment, so I quickly typed back.
Me: Can’t talk now. Will call you soon.
Then, I slid my phone back into my purse.
A few minutes ago, I thought I was going to jail for what I did to that reporter.
Now that I knew everything was planned, I was supposed to feel better.
But I didn’t.
I felt worse–because now, I knew what was ahead of me.
And it was terrifying.
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