The Stranger Behind My Orgasm novel Chapter 232

Chapter 232: A FAILED ATTEMPT

Finnegan

My grip around my phone tightened. "What do you mean by situation?"

The phone was still pressed to my ear when he delivered the news.

"Boss... Mrs. Wolfe is here. She arrived with a full press crew. There are cameras, reporters, and she has packed bags with her and is demanding to be let into the house."

"She’s telling them she’s coming home to fight for her marriage and her daughter. We’ve kept her outside the front door, but she’s already past the main gates. What do you want us to do?"

Rage tore through my veins like wildfire.

Oh no. Fuck no!

I shot up from my chair so fast I nearly toppled over with Abigail in my arms. "Do not, under any circumstances, let her inside the house. Keep Angel and River away from her. I’m on my way!"

I ended the call, jaw clenched so tight my teeth would have ground to powder if this were a fucking cartoon. I lowered Abigail gently to her feet.

Victoria had crossed every line. I had spent fourteen years keeping Angel out of the public eye, shielding her from the ugly world of fame, scandals, and my terribly toxic family.

And now this woman — the one who had abandoned her for years — wanted to dangle her in front of cameras for the sake of her selfish ambitions. Hell to the fuck no.

"What did the scheming hag do this time?"

Abigail sighed, her eyes wide with concern.

"Another one of her fucking stunts," I bit out, snatching my jacket. "She’s at the house with the press, packed bags and all, trying to force her way in."

Abigail’s face hardened, a scowl creasing her face, "That bitch."

Bitch was an understatement. The only reason I was still holding back was that she was Angel’s mother, but if Victoria kept weaponizing my daughter’s life for her own selfish gains, I would have to stop letting that count for anything.

"Come on, baby." I took her hand, pulling her forward, but Abigail shook her head immediately.

"I don’t think it’s a good idea for me to leave the office with you right now. If the press sees us together, Victoria will have a field day and spin another story about you being the one cheating on her. I’ll stay here, manage some of your meetings, and reschedule the rest."

"I don’t want to leave you here."

I didn’t like it. Walking out while Victoria was causing chaos and leaving Abigail behind felt wrong on every level. But she was right — the last thing we needed was more ammunition for Victoria’s nonsense.

"This is my job, Mr. Wolfe," she murmured, rising onto her tiptoes to press a kiss to my lips. "You can make it up to me later."

"Definitely," I kissed her deeply before pulling back. "I’ll wrap this up as fast as I can and come back for you."

"I’ll be fine." Her hands smoothed over my chest through the shirt, steadying me in a way she probably didn’t even realize. "Go protect Angel."

I nodded, stealing one last kiss before heading out.

James drove me home fast. The entire ride, my blood ran hotter. Victoria knew exactly what she was doing — using the press as a weapon and Angel as leverage, all while performing the role of devoted mother and wife. It turned my stomach.

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