Chapter 74: Large Insurance Policy
(Olivia’s POV)
I watched calmly as Theodore’s gentle expression finally cracked. His face transformed into something cold and dangerous.
His sharp gaze turned threateningly toward Caleb. The temperature in the corridor seemed to drop several degrees.
Caleb must have sensed the murderous intent radiating from Theodore. In desperation, he grabbed the stunned Clara and pulled her to her knees.
“It was me!” Caleb’s voice cracked with panic. “Clara and I… we slept together!”
The confession hung in the air like a bomb. Even I hadn’t expected this twist.
“She seduced me,” Caleb continued frantically. “At first, I didn’t want to take responsibility. But after we developed feelings for each other, I decided to do the right thing.”
Clara’s face went white with shock. She stared at Caleb in complete disbelief, her mouth opening and closing soundlessly.
A bitter laugh escaped my lips. The irony was too perfect to ignore.
“Like mother, like daughter!” I said, my voice dripping with mockery. “Your mother seduced Silvanus Thorne, and you seduced Caleb.”
I turned my fury toward Theodore. “And you! Is covering for Caleb what an Alpha should do?”
My voice rose with righteous anger. “Do you have no moral boundaries? Has your conscience been eaten by dogs?”
Theodore maintained his calm facade, but I could see his fists clenched tightly at his sides. His knuckles were white with
tension.
“Take her away,” Theodore commanded coldly. His Alpha authority made the air itself feel heavy.
Caleb forcibly dragged the resentful Clara down the corridor. She struggled against his grip, her eyes burning with hatred as she looked back at me.
The guests below erupted in whispers. Their voices carried up the stairs in waves of shock and confusion.
“Luna seems so different today…”
“She’s usually so gentle and composed…”
“Maybe the surgery affected her emotions…”
I let them talk. Their opinions meant nothing to me now.
Later, in the master bedroom, Theodore tried to comfort me. His hands were gentle as he helped me onto the bed.
“I’ll make sure Clara stays away from you,” he promised softly. “She won’t bother you anymore.”
He knelt beside the bed and began massaging my feet. His touch was tender, almost reverent.
“By the way,” he said casually, “I noticed your moonstone bracelet is missing. Did you lose it somewhere?”
My heart lurched violently. The blood in my veins turned to ice.
Policy
Posit
I remembered Clara’s righteous attitude today. She must have found the bracelet in the storage room where I’d met with Killian.
If Theodore discovered I’d been there, my surveillance activities would be exposed. Everything would unravel.
“I might have lost it on the lounge balcony,” I lied quickly. “When I was getting some fresh air.”
Theodore’s expression immediately darkened. His gentle touch became possessive, almost painful.
His eyes burned with suspicion and desire as he moved closer. “The balcony where you met with Professor Vance?”
I could sense his anger building like a storm. But I knew exactly how to redirect it.
“Wasn’t it you, this narrow–minded Alpha, who demanded I go clear things up with him?” I reminded him sweetly.
The tactic worked perfectly. Theodore’s rage melted into laughter.
“You’re right,” he said, pressing a kiss to my forehead. “I’m sorry for being jealous. I trust you completely.”
He stood up, straightening his clothes. “I should go handle the party and apologize to Professor Vance for the disruption.”
After he left, I finally allowed myself to breathe. The performance had been exhausting.
I needed to call Gina Frost immediately. I had to retrieve my hidden laptop and coordinate my story with Killian.
As I thought about Killian’s recent confession and Theodore’s touch, complex emotions surged through me. I no longer believed in so–called love.
Just then, my phone vibrated with a message. It was from Evelyn.
The first photo made my blood run cold. It showed a massive insurance policy with an astronomical payout amount.
The insured was listed as Lyra Blackwood. My deceased mother.
My hands trembled as I opened the second photo. The beneficiary section was clearly visible.
Theodore Redgrave.
Evelyn’s accompanying text shattered my world completely: “He never loved you! This is how his pack survived the financial crisis back then! He’s been deceiving you from the very beginning, Livvy!”
A devastating pain seized my heart. The room spun around me as the color drained from my face.
My mother would never have agreed to such a policy. She barely knew Theodore when she died.
I stumbled barefoot from the room, my legs barely supporting me. “Theodore!” I called frantically.
A pack member intercepted me in the hallway. “Luna, Alpha Theodore just left with the guests.”
I ran outside, my bare feet slapping against the cold ground. The night air cut through my thin dress like knives.
Strong arms caught me as I stumbled. It was Killian, his face etched with concern.
“Take me to find Theodore!” I pleaded desperately. “Take me to him!”
My voice was choked with desperation and pain. Killian couldn’t refuse me in this state.
He carried me to his car and sped off into the night. I tracked Theodore’s location through my phone with shaking fingers.
We followed the route to a remote villa on the outskirts of the territory. The building was isolated, surrounded by dark
woods.
From a distance, we could see the front door was wide open. Light spilled out into the darkness. Inside, I could see Theodore pressing Clara against the wall. She was wearing only a thin nightgown.
He was violating her violently, his movements aggressive and possessive. The scene was brutal and raw.
I got out of the car and stumbled toward them. My bare feet cut on the gravel, but I felt no pain.
The insurance policy burned in my mind. My mother would never have signed such a document willingly.
“Theodore Redgrave!” I shouted, my voice carrying across the night. “What did you do to my mother?”
