Chapter 430
Chapter 430:
I scrolled through the encrypted files, my eyes scanning the highlighted financial records. The pieces of the puzzle snapped together with sickening clarity. Isabelle wasn’t acting alone. The marriage between her and Jase was a desperate merger orchestrated by the Davenport Pack’s Alpha Patriarch, Richard Davenport. Richard’s Pack was bleeding out, pushed to the brink of bankruptcy after a disastrous financial war with Kain’s Blackstone Pack.
Isabelle blamed me for her sister Victoria’s imprisonment, and now she was being forced to marry my discarded ex to save her family’s plummeting stock. Her hostility wasn’t just business — it was pure, unadulterated vengeance.
But she was just a pawn. A bitter, resentful attack dog put on the front lines to do the dirty work. The real Alpha was hiding in the shadows, pulling the strings.
A cold, dangerous smile touched my lips. If Isabelle wanted to play dirty, I would simply remove her from the board.
“Sarah,” I said, handing the tablet back to her. “Forget Isabelle. I want Richard Davenport’s exact itinerary for tomorrow. If she wants to act like an attack dog, I’ll just have to negotiate directly with her master p>
Adelina Wolfe POV
I was still staring at the encrypted tablet, mapping out Richard Davenport’s schedule, when a sharp, sudden pressure bloomed at the base of my skull.
“Adelina,” Blake Davenport’s voice echoed through our Mind-Link, tight with urgency. “I’m at a VIP nail salon on the Upper East Side. You need to hear this right now p>
I closed my eyes, letting the mental connection solidify. “I’m here, Blake. What is it p>
“I’m in the private room next to Isabelle Sterling and Dr. Chloe Monroe,” Blake relayed, her Inner Wolf practically growling through the link. “Isabelle was just bragging about cornering you with that poison pill clause. But then Chloe opened her mouth p>
𝗔𝗱𝗱𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗻
My grip on the tablet tightened. “What did Chloe do p>
“She told Isabelle exactly who your Mate is,” Blake said grimly. “Isabelle nearly had a panic attack when she realized she was targeting the Lycan King’s wife. But Chloe — Adelina, she played her perfectly. Chloe lied to her. She told Isabelle that Kain’s board at the Blackstone Financial Empire would never allow him to use company capital for a personal vendetta. She convinced Isabelle that if she backs down now, Kain will actually look down on her for being weak p>
A cold, hollow laugh escaped my lips. Chloe Monroe was still bitter about Kain humiliating her, and now she had successfully weaponized Isabelle’s fragile ego.
“Isabelle took the bait,” Blake confirmed, disgust lacing her tone. “She’s doubling down. She’s going to do everything in her power to destroy the Wolfe Hotel Group p>
“Let her try,” I replied, my dormant White Wolf radiating an icy, calculating calm in the back of my mind. “Thank you, Blake. Stay safe p>
By the time I finally returned to the penthouse den at Blackstone Tower, it was past 11:45 PM. The sheer exhaustion of the day weighed on my bones like lead.
The moment the private elevator doors parted, the heavy, suffocating scent of ancient cedar hit me. It wasn’t the warm, comforting aroma I was used to. It was sharp. Aggressive.