All Chapters of Divorcing the Blind Alpha: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Julian's POV"Did you honestly think that song was for you?" Natalia whispered, her breath clipping the edge of my ear.I did not turn to look at her.My eyes remained locked on the stage.The final note of the piano faded into the rafters of the Great Hall.The silence in the room felt heavy, thick, and suffocating.Penelope stood up from the wooden stool.Her movements were smooth.She did not glance toward my table once.She looked directly at Kael.Zaria stepped forward from the shadow of the velvet curtains, holding a velvet box.She handed the box to Penelope.Penelope took it without a word.Kael shifted his weight on the raised dais.His leather boots creaked against the polished floorboards.A tight smile broke across his face.The skin around his eyes crinkled."You outdid yourself tonight, Princess," Kael said, his voice carrying across the silent hall.Penelope stopped two inches away from him."The song was just the beginning," Penelope said.She popped the latch on the v

Penelope's POV"Thomas is safe," I said, before Zaria could even close the car door behind her."I know," Zaria said, sliding into the seat beside me. The leather creaked under her weight. "I got the text from Axton twenty minutes ago. He is drinking tea in the back office of the depot right now, complaining about his knees."I let out a breath I had been holding since the moment I stepped onto that stage."The old man really thought I would fold," I said, watching the Frost Pack estate shrink in the wing mirror. "He thought threatening one loyal servant would put a ring on my finger.""He does not know you," Zaria said. "He only knows what Kimberly told him. That you are soft under all that ice.""I am not soft.""I know that." Zaria smiled, small and tired. "But you moved fast tonight. Faster than I have ever seen you move. You pulled Thomas out before the ultimatum even finished.""Axton has been running extraction drills with the depot staff for three months," I said. "I did not i

Penelope's POV"Someone is moving your money," I said, watching Kael's face across my desk."That is what the message said." Kael dropped a slim black folder onto the wood between us. "My finance office confirmed it an hour ago. Small transfers, spread across a dozen accounts, all routed through the same shell company in Geneva."I opened the folder. Rows of numbers stared back at me, precise and damning."This did not start tonight," I said, running my finger down the dates. "This has been happening for six weeks.""Since the week you rejected my father's first offer for the shipping contract," Kael said.I looked up. "He has been bleeding his own pack dry to fund something.""Or someone has been bleeding him," Kael said. "Which is worse, honestly. If it is him, it is desperation. If it is someone else, it means we do not know who else is circling this."Axton knocked once and stepped in without waiting. "Miss Penelope. The petrol station situation from last month. You asked me to ke

Julian's POV"Get her on the phone," I said.Khalani did not move. "Julian, it is two in the morning.""I do not care what time it is." I was already pulling my coat back on. "Hazel does not post a headline like that for nothing. She wants something. Find out what.""You do not need to call her," Khalani said. "You need to call your board. The enforcers are already asking questions. Two of the northern route contracts pulled out within the hour.""The contracts can wait.""They cannot," Khalani said. "Julian, listen to me. This is not about Hazel wanting something. This is about the Blue Claw Pack surviving the morning with its accounts frozen and its reputation in the gutter."My phone buzzed before I could answer him. A text, no name attached, just a number I recognised too well.Meet me. The old bridge. Twenty minutes. Come alone or I post the rest."The rest of what," I said aloud, showing Khalani the screen.His face went pale. "There is more.""There cannot be more. I gave Penel

Kael's POV"You told him you leaked the hostage story," my father said, the moment I walked through the door of my own flat. He was already there, sitting in my armchair like he owned it, Eliora hovering pale-faced by the kitchen."I did," I said. "Because it was the only story that would keep you from doing something you could not undo tonight.""You lied to protect Julian.""I lied to protect all of us," I said. "You, me, Penelope, Thomas. You are the one who put a hostage in our cellar, Father. If anyone should be worried about their name in tomorrow's headlines, it is you."He rose slowly from the chair. Even now, exhausted, cornered, he carried himself like a man used to winning."Hazel came to me tonight with a story," he said. "That the Blue Claw Alpha orchestrated the whole thing to humiliate us. That he wanted the world to see us as kidnappers so Penelope would run straight into your arms out of pity.""And you believed a woman you have known for one night over your own son."