Fated to the Alpha Who Killed Me (by Sherry) novel Chapter 219

Chapter 219

“No,” I said simply. “There’s nothing for us to discuss. Unless you’d like to talk about how you pushed me out of that hospital bedz We could have a very interesting conversation about assault and intentional infliction of harm.

The color drained from Celeste’s face. “Miss Goldcrest, I didn’t push you. You fell on your own-I wasn’t even near the bed!”

The sheer audacity of the lie was almost admirable in its commitment. I lifted my hand as though to reach for her, and both she and Linda reacted instantly-Linda lunged forward to steady Celeste while Celeste herself jerked backward, her pupils dilating with

genuine fear.

I let my hand drop, offering them both a smile that held no warmth whatsoever. “Careful there. I wasn’t doing anything-you just lost your balance. I was only trying to help steady you.”

The mockery landed exactly as intended. Celeste’s face contorted with understanding and humiliation,

Linda opened her mouth to launch into what was undoubtedly going to be a self-righteous tirade about my cruelty, but Celeste cut her off with a raised hand. “Linda, it’s fine. I’m okay.” She turned those wounded eyes back to me, her voice dropping to something more intimate. “I really do need to talk to you privately. Just five minutes.”

“Celeste, what if she hurts you?” Linda’s concern was genuine. “Your body can’t handle any more stress right now. You need to protect yourself and protect that…”

She stopped herself just short of saying “heart.”

Celeste shook her head. “I’ll be fine, Linda. Miss Goldcrest wouldn’t really hurt me.”

I laughed, the sound sharp and humorless in the quiet lobby. “Don’t be so sure about that. My suggestion? Get the hell out of my sight before I decide to test that theory.”

“Celeste, we’re leaving.” Linda’s hand closed around Celeste’s arm again, her grip possessive and protective. You don’t owe her any explanations. Let’s go find Daemon.”

Linda, please!” The irritation that flashed across Celeste’s face was brief but unmistakable.

Linda stepped back reluctantly, her eyes never leaving me as though I might suddenly transform into something violent and teral.

Celeste turned back to me. “Miss Goldcrest, did Daemon give you some kind of agreement? About redistributing assets?

The question caught me off guard despite myself. Here she was, supposedly still recovering from a life-threatening medical crisis, and yet she was tracking Daemon’s financial decisions with the precision of a forensic accountant. The dedication was almost impressive.

She pressed on, her voice dropping lower, threaded through with something that might have been genuine frustration or well- rehearsed righteousness. I think people need to know their limits. You understand how massive his assets are, don’t you? If he’s

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giving you a third of everything, how can you accept that with a clear conscience? Doesnt it bother you at alle

“Why wouldn’t I be able to accept it?” I let my voice carry the full weight of my contempt. You think I’m hike you someupe who wouldn’t know what to do with a million dollars if it fell into her lap?” I paused, watching her face flush with povely cringualad rage “And just to correct your intel, Celeste-it’s not a third. It’s half of his registered assets plus ten percent of Blackwoort Dynamics

shares.”

The impact was immediate and visceral. Celeste’s expression cycled through shock, disbelief, and finally something tha. inked

dangerously close to naked envy.

“That’s impossible,” she breathed, the words escaping before she could stop them. “I heard the lawyer tell him that… She cut herself off, realizing too late that she’d just admitted to deliberately spying on a confidential legal discussion.

“Celeste.” I let her name sit in the air between us for a moment, watching her squirm. “What exactly gives, you the right to question what I’m entitled to? You think you deserve Daemon’s money more than I do? You think you’ve earned it somehow?” I straightened to my full height, using the three-inch advantage I had over her to look down with deliberate condescension. “Tell me what do vo have to offer besides being younger than me? What’s your great contribution here?”

I’d been too gentle with her before, I realized-too willing to see her as some innocent ingenue who’d been swept up in Daemons manipulations. But the girl standing in front of me was no victim. She was a chess player who’d studied the board carefully, who d leveraged every advantage she possessed with cold-blooded efficiency.

“You…” Celeste’s composure finally shattered completely, her face flushing with impotent rage, but no words followed. She stood there opening and closing her mouth like a fish drowning in air, unable to formulate a response that wouldnt reveal exactly how calculating she’d been all along.

I almost felt sorry for her. Almost.

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Fated to the Alpha Who Killed Me