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Chapter 67: Revelations and Betrayals

Chapter 67: Revelations

and Betrayals

(Victoria’s POV)

I watched with satisfaction as tension filled the room. This was my chance to redirect everyone’s attention away from Isabelle’s foolish scheme with Miles Blackwood.

“You’re all forgetting something important,” I said, my voice dripping with false concern. “This isn’t the first time Olivia has been involved with drugging incidents.”

Ethan’s head snapped toward me, his amber eyes darkening. Perfect.

“What are you talking about?” James asked, clearly intrigued by the drama unfolding at his birthday celebration.

I smiled sweetly, placing a comforting hand on Isabelle’s wine–soaked shoulder. “Five years ago, when Ethan and I were supposed to announce our engagement, Olivia drugged him.”

The room fell silent. I could feel Olivia’s glare burning into me.

“She slipped something into his drink at the Moonstone Gala,” I continued, my voice trembling with manufactured emotion. “By the time I found them, she had already taken advantage of him.”

Isabelle nodded eagerly beside me, grateful for the diversion. “It’s true! Everyone knows the story.”

I turned to Ethan, whose jaw had tightened dangerously. “That’s why you’ve never trusted her, isn’t it? She trapped you with that pregnancy.”

Olivia’s bitter laugh cut through the tension. “Is that the story you’ve been telling everyone, Victoria?” Her emerald eyes met mine with such contempt that I almost flinched. Almost.

“How convenient,” Olivia continued, her voice steady despite her wine–stained appearance. “You’ve been spinning that tale for five years, and now you’re using it to distract from the fact that your friend tried to have me drugged and assaulted.”

I maintained my innocent expression. “I’m simply pointing out a pattern of behavior.”

Olivia’s lips curved into a knowing smirk. “The only pattern here is your desperation, Victoria.”

(Olivia’s POV)

I turned away from Victoria’s pathetic attempt to rewrite history and focused on Isabelle. The spoiled brat was hiding behind Victoria, still dripping with the wine I’d poured over her.

“Let’s talk about what really matters,” I said, stepping closer to Isabelle. “What exactly was supposed to happen after Miles drugged me at the Moonstone Dining Hall?”

Isabelle’s eyes widened with fear. She hadn’t expected me to confront her so directly.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she stammered, looking to Victoria for support.

“What if I hadn’t gotten away?” I demanded, my voice trembling with suppressed fury. “What if he hadn’t completed what you arranged for him to do?”

<Chapter 67: Revelations a

+15 Points >

The room grew uncomfortably quiet. Even James Knight, known for his love of drama, seemed disturbed by the implications of my questions.

Isabelle’s face flushed with anger beneath the wine stains. “You’re making things up! I had nothing to do with Miles!”

“Really?” I pulled out my phone, scrolling through it deliberately. “That’s not what the security footage from the restaurant shows.”

It was a bluff, but Isabelle didn’t know that. Her eyes darted nervously around the room.

“You think you’re so special,” she suddenly spat, losing control. “Just because you’re Ethan’s mate doesn’t mean you deserve respect!”

Victoria grabbed Isabelle’s arm, trying to silence her, but it was too late.

“You deserved what Miles was going to do to you!” Isabelle shouted, her voice shrill with hatred. “You’ve been nothing but trouble since you came into this pack!”

The room fell silent at her confession. Without hesitation, I stepped forward and slapped Isabelle hard across the face, the sound echoing through the private room.

“How dare you!” Isabelle shrieked, raising her hand to retaliate.

(Ethan’s POV)

I moved quickly, grabbing Isabelle’s wrist before she could strike Olivia. The fury in my cousin’s eyes was matched only by the cold determination in Olivia’s.

“Enough,” I growled, using my Alpha voice. The command reverberated through the room, making everyone flinch except Olivia.

I turned to Isabelle, tightening my grip on her wrist. “You will apologize to Olivia. Now.” Isabelle stared at me in disbelief. “You’re taking her side? After everything she’s done?”

“Apologize,” I repeated, my voice dropping dangerously low.

Olivia scoffed, pulling out her phone again. “Don’t bother. I’m calling Chief Garrison to report this incident.” Victoria stepped forward, panic flashing across her face. “Olivia, please. There’s no need to involve the authorities.”

“No need?” Olivia’s voice was ice cold. “Your friend just admitted to arranging my assault.”

“Isabelle has been through enough,” Victoria pleaded, her voice softening with practiced sympathy. “Miles attacked her too, you know. After his plan with you failed, he went after her instead.”

I watched Olivia’s expression shift as she processed this information. Something calculating entered her

eyes.

“Is that so?” Olivia asked, her finger hovering over her phone screen.

Victoria nodded eagerly. “It was terrible. She’s still traumatized.”

Isabelle sniffled on cue, playing the victim perfectly. I released her wrist, disgusted by the entire situation. (Olivia’s POV)

+15 Points >

<Chapter 67 Revelations a

I studied Victoria’s pleading expression and Isabelle’s tearful performance. They thought they had me cornered, that I would back down out of pity or fear of causing more drama.

They were wrong.

“That’s interesting,” I said, tapping my phone screen. “Because I have something you both should see.”

I turned the phone toward them, playing a video I’d obtained from the Crescent Moon Hotel’s security system. The footage clearly showed Isabelle being dragged away by Miles Blackwood, struggling against his grip.

But what made the video truly damning was Victoria standing nearby, watching the entire scene unfold before calmly walking in the opposite direction.

“You saw her being taken,” I said coldly, turning the phone screen toward Isabelle. “Your precious Victoria watched Miles drag you away and simply walked in the opposite direction.”

Isabelle’s face drained of color as she stared at the footage. Her hands trembled as she reached for the phone, needing to see it more clearly.

“Vicky?” Isabelle’s voice was small, childlike in its confusion. “You saw? You knew?”

Victoria’s perfect composure cracked. “Isabelle, I can explain-”

“You let him take me!” Isabelle screamed, her voice breaking. “You saw what was happening and you did nothing!”

Victoria backed away, her hands raised defensively. “I didn’t know what he was going to do! I thought you were just leaving together!”

“Liar!” Isabelle lunged at Victoria, her manicured nails clawing at Victoria’s face. “You knew exactly what he was going to do!”

Victoria screamed as Isabelle’s nails drew blood from her cheek. They tumbled to the floor in a tangle of designer dresses and fury.

(Ethan’s POV)

I moved quickly, pulling Isabelle off Victoria. My cousin thrashed in my grip, tears streaming down her face as she tried to break free.

“Let me go!” she screamed, her eyes wild with rage and betrayal. “She left me with him! She knew what he would do!”

Victoria scrambled to her feet, touching the scratches on her face with trembling fingers. “Isabelle, please, you’re not thinking clearly-”

“Shut up!” Isabelle spat, still struggling against my hold. “I’ve done everything for you! I’ve kept all your secrets!”

A chill ran down my spine at her words. Victoria’s face paled further.

“Isabelle,” Victoria warned, her voice low and threatening. “Don’t say something you’ll regret.”

Isabelle laughed bitterly, tears still streaming down her face. “Regret? Like how I regret protecting you all these years?”

She turned to me, her eyes blazing with a mixture of anger and vindication. “She’s been lying to you! Olivia never drugged you that night! It was Victoria who set the whole thing up!”