CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE: DNA DRAMA

Alexander’s POV

I sat in the meeting room, surrounded by my Spanish investors, trying to focus on the presentation at hand. But I couldn't. My mind was elsewhere, consumed by the bombshell Olivia had dropped on me. Catherine had been fucking Simon. The words echoed in my head, each repetition feeling like a dagger in my chest.

But I shouldn’t be bothered, the contract allows her to explore, just not within the Manor. But I asked him to stay away from her!

Shit! Why the heck did it burn so much?

The meeting dragged on, and I gave up trying to concentrate. I excused myself early, claiming an urgent personal matter, and booked the next flight back to Sussex. The hours in transit felt like an eternity, my thoughts racing with anger, betrayal, and disbelief.

No one betrayed you Alexander, get a hold of yourself.

I arrived the Manor late that night. The house was quiet, the kind of stillness that only deep night brings. I headed straight for Simon's room, my steps heavy. Without knocking,