Chapter 63.The morning light spilled across the room in streaks of soft gold. I blinked against it, my body heavy with sleep but my mind already restless. For a moment, I stayed still, letting the silence wrap around me like a thin blanket. Claire was still fast asleep beside me, her face turned toward the window, hair tangled on the pillow. Her breathing was soft, steady. Peaceful.I eased out of bed quietly, careful not to wake her. The cold floor nipped at my feet as I walked across the room but I didn’t mind. I stood by the window for a long second, arms folded across my chest, just looking at the garden it used to be my normal routine when I wasn't working but today I wanted to enjoy the view and maybe just relax my nerves a bit.Today was the day.The weight of it sat heavy in my chest. I glanced back at Claire. Part of me still couldn’t believe I’d told her everything. Or most of it, anyway. Her reaction played on repeat in my mind—her shock, her worry, the way she kept asking
Chapter 64Jason stood up as I approached the table. He wore a navy shirt tucked into dark jeans, A small smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. It was the same damn smirk he always wore—the one that made me want to scream and punch him at the same time. My pulse quickened despite my best efforts to stay calm.“Damn,” he said, his eyes dragging over me slowly. “You look incredible.”I kept my expression neutral, but I noticed the way his gaze lingered. His eyes washed over me like he was trying to memorize every detail like he hadn’t expected this. I forced my voice to remain steady.“Thanks. You don’t look bad yourself,” I replied, though my heart was kicking hard in my chest.“I don’t look as good as you, though.” He stepped closer, pulling out a chair for me. “Are you sure this is a lunch and not a date? ‘Cause if it is, I’m underdressed.”I sat down, pretending I hadn’t heard what he just said.Jason returned to his seat, his eyes still fixed on me. “I didn’t know you could dre
Chapter 65 “You’re quiet now.” Jason’s face was right in front of mine. His breath touched my skin, heavy and cold. “For someone who was running her mouth a few moments ago, you look calm. What happened to all that fire, Andrea?”I blinked, unsure how to answer. My throat felt like sandpaper, the words stuck somewhere between fear and confusion. I wasn’t prepared for this part of the plan. I was so confident nothing could go wrong.My skin crawled. The wire taped beneath my blouse suddenly felt like it was burning into me. I wrapped my arms around myself instinctively, eyes flashing around the restaurant. There were only a few people scattered across tables. No one was paying attention. No one saw what was about to go wrong.Jason’s voice dropped low. “Come on, Andrea. Let’s take this off. It’s ridiculous.”He reached forward, fingers brushing the edge of my collar like he owned me. Like he could just touch and take and do as he pleased.“No,” I snapped, my voice cracking. I stood up
Chapter 66 Jake’s words were comforting, but my emotions were still getting the best of me. My knees stayed folded on the floor, my vision blurred because of the tears in my eyes. My fingers dug into the hem of my blouse like it was the only thing keeping me from falling apart, My eyes were fixed on the floor “Andrea,” he said, not forcing me to look at him. “Hey. It’s okay. You’re okay.”I couldn’t lift my head. Not yet. The tremble in my arms was still too raw, my chest too tight. Jake had said it was okay, but I didn’t feel okay in any way. It broke me to see myself like this. But seeing how Jason harassed me and tried to force himself on me… it was a nightmare.Jake stretched his hand gently removed my hand from the hem of my blouse, and held my hands.“I need you to breathe, alright?” he murmured.I didn’t respond to him.“Andrea,” he called out I finally looked up, tears falling freely down my cheeks. I let out a shaky breath.“Breathe, Andrea,” he said, breathing in through
Chapter 67Claire povThe soft chime of the boutique’s entrance bell echoed through the store.I stepped out of my office, ready to attend to one of my favorite clients who was checking out our latest collection in the dress section. As I walked closer to her, wearing a big smile on my face, my gaze shifted—and there she was.Andrea.Her shoulders were slightly hunched, and her eyes darted around like she was trying to hide whatever storm was going on inside her. My heart skipped a beat—not from worry, but from a flicker of annoyance.Why does she have to come now? I have a client to attend to.Yes, I had told her I wanted to see her, but that was only to cover my tracks. I didn’t want her to suspect that I was the one who told Jason she was wearing a wire. Jason had warned me—strictly—not to let Andrea find out I was the one that tipped him off, I was doing all the work for him and still he wanted to push me aside.And after everything I’ve done for him, he still had the guts to try
Chapter 68 Claire POV“Claire, I’m just tired,” Andrea said, slumping into the chair like the weight of the world was pressing her down.I left my seat and sat beside her, trying to offer some comfort. “Andrea, it’s going to be fine. Just trust me, okay?” I paused, then continued gently, “Uhm, Andrea… this might not be the right time, but over the phone, you said something like—Jason tried to kiss you. What happened?”I wasn’t asking out of curiosity. I needed to know the full story before I confronted Jason. That way, he wouldn’t be able to wiggle out of it.“Oh, Claire… whenever I think about that, I feel sick in my stomach.” She bent forward, holding her belly.“I can’t imagine how terrified you were when it happened. How exactly did it happen?” I asked, leaning forward, trying to make sure she knew I was there for her.“After he found out I was wearing a wire, he told me to take it off. I refused. We started struggling. Then the wireless mic fell on the floor and he smashed it. A
Chapter 69Jason POVThe cigar burned slowly between my fingers, smoke curling lazily into the night air. I sat back in the cushioned chair on my balcony, legs stretched out, eyes locked on nothing in particular. The city lights blinked in the distance like.I took another drag, letting the bitter smoke fill my lungs before exhaling with a low grunt.“Damn,” I muttered, jaw tightening. “That lunch almost ruined everything.”If Claire hadn’t told me Andrea was wearing a wire, by now I’d be all over the headlines. Andrea and Jake would be sipping wine, laughing over my downfall. That would’ve been a massive loss for me.I flicked the ash off the end of the cigar, leaning forward with my elbows on my knees. My fingers twitched slightly.“She thought she could outsmart me,” I said under my breath.I shook my head.“But Jason, you should have known,” I muttered to myself. “She called all sweet and calm, asking to meet up. The Andrea I talked to earlier that day was full of fury like she wa
Chapter 70Claire POVI meant every word I said to Jason. I wasn’t going to sit down and do nothing if he tried to play funny around me. I wouldn’t go down alone. I’d make sure to bring him down with me. Nothing—not even Jason himself—could separate us.“Baby, I got some gifts for you,” Jason said, stepping out of the closet with a big designer gift bag in his hand. He had left the room minutes ago, saying he wanted to check on some of his stuff.I didn’t flinch and kept my expression cool, but my heart fluttered with joy.“You think gifts fix everything?” I turned away from him, walked to the bed, and sat on the edge with a dramatic sigh, faking a frown.Jason chuckled softly and moved toward me. “Claire, my love…” He knelt on one knee, placing the gift beside me with careful hands. “I know you’re still mad, but I promise—something like this will never happen again.”This was exactly what I wanted—for Jason to long for me, to chase me.“It’s fine, babe,” I said, my tone softer now a
Chapter 83I sat in the car, still trying to make sense of what had just happened. Claire and Jason can’t stand each other—that was one thing I was very much aware of. They were like cats and rats, so the question popped into my head again: Why was Jason walking out of Claire’s boutique?I shifted in my seat, chewing the inside of my cheek. My head was spinning with questions I couldn’t answer. The more I thought about it, the more restless I felt.Sitting here wasn’t going to give me answers. I opened the door and started walking down to the boutique.The receptionist welcomed me with a smile when I got in.“Good afternoon, ma. Welcome to Claire’s.”I returned a polite nod. “Hi, I’m here to see Claire.”“One moment, please.”She picked up the phone, I could tell by the way she looked at me that she recognized me.I waited, arms crossed, eyes drifting toward the hallway. A second later, she looked up.“You can go ahead.”I walked past her desk, my pace steady—even though my thoughts we
Chapter 82“Did you really think I’d let Jason off that easily?” Jake asked, his voice calm but laced with a hint of mischief. “A press conference doesn’t clean up what he’s done. That was just… step one.”I sat up straighter, my eyes narrowing. “What do you mean by step one?”Jake shrugged, a grin tugging at the corner of his lips. “That press conference? That was me killing two birds with one stone. Your name’s cleared. The public believes you. But as for Jason… this is far from over.”“You already gave him the file,” I said slowly, suspicion creeping into my voice. “So what else is left?”He turned to face me more fully, his expression unreadable, eyes sharp. “Did I?” he asked.I let out a frustrated breath, throwing my hands up. “Can you please just stop answering my questions with another question, Jake? You have something up your sleeves. I can feel it.”He chuckled and lifted both arms, rolling up his sleeves dramatically. “I’ve got nothing under my sleeves, Andrea.”“Jake…”
Chapter 81Andrea’s POVI nearly choked on my coffee when Jason’s face popped up on my screen.He looked expressionless . Cold. Like he was reading a script straight off the teleprompter with no soul behind it.But I knew better.Beneath that polished suit and deadpan expression, I could see the cracks. The stiffness in his shoulders. The way his eyes avoided the cameras. He looked like a man holding his breath underwater—desperate not to drown, trying to make it seem like this was all under control.It wasn’t.He was miserable, and he felt like a damn loser for standing up there. I could see it in the way his jaw twitched after every sentence like he had to force the words out without spitting. He didn’t want to do this. This wasn’t some noble act of redemption. He didn’t have a choice.And the way he was acting—like he was one broken, lonely ex-husband who had no choice but to drag my name because of how pained and heartbroken he was? So pathetic. Some things never change. Even now,
Chapter 80 Jason’s POV I stood in front of the mirror, tying the knot for the third damn time. No matter how tight I pulled it or how clean the fold looked, it still didn’t sit right on my chest. My hands paused. I stared at my reflection—sharp suit, clean shave, everything in place—but I still looked like hell. I looked like a man about to step into a war he already lost. “Jason?” Claire’s voice floated in behind me. I didn’t turn. She walked in, her heels clicking against the marble floor. I caught her reflection beside mine—flawless, hair pinned up, makeup soft and polished. She wore a cream-colored dress that hugged her in all the right places. “You look tense,” she said gently, wrapping her arms around my waist from behind. “Everything’s going to be fine.” I didn’t say anything. My eyes were locked on the tie, my knuckles clenched around the fabric. “Jason,” she said again, a little firmer this time. “You’ve got this. Just go in, say what you planned, and walk out. You’r
Chapter 79Claire’s POVJason’s arm was heavy across my waist, his breath warm and steady against the back of my neck. He was snoring softly—completely at peace, like nothing had happened. Like he hadn’t just slammed me against the wall a few hours ago and wrapped his hand around my throat like I was an enemy in his way and not a woman he claimed to love.I lay there wide awake, staring at the ceiling. Every time I closed my eyes, I could feel it again—his fingers digging in, the panic clawing up my throat, the way my legs gave out under me. My heart wouldn’t slow down. My chest still felt tight, like I hadn’t fully caught my breath since.Though he had apologized and promised it would never happen again, could I count on his words? I had never seen him like this before—not toward me. For the first time since we became an item, I was scared. I was terrified of him.I shifted slightly, careful not to wake him. I turned to look at him. He looked so calm in his sleep. Like nothing was ea
Chapter 78 Jason (POV) The bookshelf was upside down, with books scattered all over the floor. The TV remote lay cracked nearby, its batteries having rolled somewhere under the couch. Shards of glass glinted under the light from the broken lamp. One of the picture frames had been smashed to pieces—the photo ripped and tossed across the room. I didn’t care. I grabbed the edge of the dresser and yanked it, dragging it a few inches before slamming it back against the wall, I needed something else to hit. Something else to throw. My whole body buzzed with anger—chest rising and falling, hands shaking. How dare they walk into my office like they owned the damn place Waving that stupid file in my face like it was a weapon. Threatening me. I was sure they were laughing inside, having cornered me. I slammed my hand against the wall. Pain flared, but I didn’t feel it. The door burst open. “Jason!” Claire’s voice rang out, high-pitched and sharp with panic. “What the hell happened?!
Chapter 77Andrea’s POV“Andrea, you’ve barely touched your food,” my mum’s voice cut through the quiet dining room.My fork froze halfway to my mouth. I blinked like I was just waking up from a long nap. The scent of roasted chicken and garlic rice hit me all over again, for a moment i forgot i was having dinner with my parents.“Oh… sorry,” I muttered, setting the fork down slowly. “I didn’t realize.”“You’ve been staring at the wall for the past ten minutes,” my dad said, setting down his glass of water. “Are you alright?”I nodded too quickly. “Yeah, I’m fine.”But I wasn’t here. Not completely. My mind was still stuck in Jason’s office—replaying every word, every twitch of his jaw, every glance exchanged between him, Jake, and me. The way his pride cracked when he saw the file. The look in his eyes when he realized we weren’t bluffing.It was like that memory had taken up all the space in my head. I barely remembered anything else right now.“You’re not letting all this scandal n
Chapter 76 Jake’s POV I pulled the car to a smooth stop in front of the Sinclair house and glanced at Andrea from the corner of my eye. She hadn’t stopped smiling since we left Jason’s office. Andrea leaned her head back against the seat, her lips curved, eyes distant but calm. There was a different kind of peace in her expression now—not the fragile calm that looked like it might break at the edges, but something solid. Like a weight had finally been lifted. I watched her for a moment longer, the corners of my mouth twitching into a satisfied grin. “You’ve been smiling all the way here,” I said to her. Andrea blinked and turned to me, her smile widening just a little. “I’m still taking it in. I didn’t know it would feel like this… standing up to him.” “I told you,” I said, turning fully now to face her. “Jason’s bark is louder than his bite. And today, you proved that.” She opened her eyes and looked at me. There was something different in her gaze now—lighter, freer. Like s
Chapter 75 Jason’s eyes were still locked on the document. He kept flipping the pages aggressively. Each time he flipped to another page, his face grew paler, and his jaw clenched so tight I could practically hear the tension in his teeth.I felt a strange mix of power and control bubbling beneath my skin. This was the moment Jake and I have been waiting for. Watching it happen live, I felt so fulfilled. I turned to Jake, and I could feel he felt the same way through the quiet pride in his eyes.Jake leaned forward casually, elbows resting on his knees. “Why do you look so surprised? Nothing is hidden under the sun,” he said smoothly.Jason didn’t respond. His nostrils flared.“You’ve got a hell of a system,” Jake continued, calm but cutting. “Fake vendors. Shell companies. Offshore accounts. Honestly, it’s impressive… and illegal.”Jason finally looked up. His eyes were blazing red. “Where the hell did you get this?” he demanded.“That should be the least of your problems right now,