Semua Bab Left at the altar, Claimed by his uncle: Bab 21 - Bab 30

The next couple of days passed in a blur with Lyra adjusting to her new role at Helixion Energy while Tyson was away on a business trip.She had her first real meltdown yesterday when she'd taken time to disinfect her phone from Alex’s pictures, Nadine's pictures, the wedding dress, and anything else that reminded her that she'd been a fool for four long years. They were worth mourning—the years, the time, the energy. And because of the crazy week she had, she hadn't released all that pent up emotion. She'd bawled until her eyes went dry.Today was a brand new day she was shopping with Daphne.“Oh, I'm so stealing this top,” Daphne purred as Lyra stepped out of her car. “You look gorgeous.”Earlier, Daph had suggested coming to pick Lyra. But Lyra declined under the pretense of wanting to take her car for routine maintenance. When in fact, she didn't want Daphne to know where she lived.‘How long will you keep up this lie?’ The words popped up in her head.‘How many other lies will y

“It wasn’t?” Tyson arched a brow. “I’m taking notes. Next time I’ll do better. What would you prefer? CNN announcing our marriage?” He rolled the sleeves of his black shirt casually, looking too relaxed for someone who'd almost given her—and Daphne, a heart attack. Lyra’s frown deepened. “You’re not funny.”“I didn’t think I was.”“You know what? I’m not doing this with you.”“Fair enough.” His gaze flicked lazily over her. “What should I tell them? Another almond shape? Princess cut? Round?”She placed her hands on her waist and stared at him. “Who said my ring was missing in the first place?”“You haven’t been wearing it.”“I still have it.”“Then why?” His eyes dropped briefly to the wedding band on his own finger, his thumb brushing over it. “You enjoy people thinking you’re single? You enjoy Daphne trying to hook you up with her friends?”Lyra’s jaw dropped. “Fuck you.”His lips twitched. “Careful. I might think you actually mean that.”Lyra clenched her fists and groaned. “God

Tyson's phone beeped and he looked at the screen. They'd just sent him a daily report on Lyra. He had to double down on security after everything that happened—secret though, so she doesn't feel watched and uncomfortable. She looked ravishing in the pink suit dress she wore today. After the accident, Tyson had convinced Lyra that it was just a faulty brake, no one had tampered with it. When in fact, someone did. Someone wanted his wife dead. Someone wanted Lyra dead. But she didn't have to know that, she didn't have to worry. She had him—He'd do the worrying for her.He'd promised to keep her safe and he was going to do just that. He'd spent the last two days hunting.After the shootout, he'd been trying to find the men. All of them had vanished—except this one on the run. And he couldn't face Lyra when he didn't have answers.The man's voice pulled Tyson out of his thoughts. “You can't scare me with that.” The man looked like he was about to shit himself, his voice shaking as he s

Tyson's eyes remained on Alex for a moment, as if giving him time to retract his words. Say it was a slip up.When he didn't, Tyson just stood and gave Alex a light pat on the shoulder. “You've had too many drinks tonight. Go home and rest.”There's no way Alex would give him orders with a clear head. And certainly not in his casino.Tyson had barely taken three steps towards the exit when Alex called out. “Are you doing this to spite me? I thought you wanted nothing to do with the family business. Why did you employ my fiancee? She's our director!”Alex's statement was laughable. Tyson's feet stilled for a moment. He spun and returned to his chair. “Your director?” He stared at Alex like he was looking at a madman who hadn't yet realized his ailment. “Didn't you give that position to the woman you eloped with?”“Elope?” Alex scoffed. “Lyra and I just had a misunderstanding and we've settled. No need to explain to outsiders. We're getting back so just fire her.”Tyson leaned back in

Nadine arrived much later—almost noon, as always.Alex had even used his assistant's phone to try Lyra's number but she didn't pick up. Maybe she was busy. Or maybe she was yet to drop her hard-to-get act.Alex's stomach clenched with unease. He stood and paced the length of his office. She was just being extra—she'd already proved her point.After a moment, he walked out the office with no destination in mind. ‘Good day, Mrs. Wilson.’ floated as he moved. He just waved his hands absentmindedly, not bothering to pay attention to any of them.As he rounded a corner and approached Nadine’s office, he heard voices. “It doesn't match with the data we have,” a female voice said.Another sharp voice cut in. “Then rerun it.” He knew that was Nadine.But Lydia, the young intern in Nadine's team complained. Frustration was etched in her voice. “We've run it ten times already, the curve still doesn't match—”“Then keep going till you find a solution.” Nadine's tone was dismissing and final.