Novel & Cerita The Third Party

"AH, I made a terrible mistake. I mistook someone else for you. Please give me a chance to make things right." "I'm willing to offer you 20% of the profits to show my sincerity." I ignored his messages and signed a contract with Oliver instead. Oliver's company had recently been competing with Connor's, so their business development directions were very similar. I authorized Oliver's company for my themed artwork and attended their launch event. I knew Connor would be monitoring the event. Sure enough, as soon as the event ended, my phone vibrated frantically—they were all messages and calls from Connor. "Averie, why didn't you tell me you were AH? I've misunderstood you for so long."

They’re the only ones who can stop him. If I’m right, he wants to use this ritual to become the strongest Alpha alive. Strong enough to take other packs. Maybe all packs. I don’t know what he wants, but I know it’s not me. Not love. Never love. My throat tightens. This is too close to everything I feared. I flip to her last entries. Her handwriting looks rushed now. Dear Diary, It has been three days since I gave the Moon Wardens the message. I hope they come soon.

The music stopped for a second as the three of us walked in with Elena. "Boss is back!" someone shouted. I led Elena through the crowd toward the center of the room. I kept my arm hooked tightly around her neck, pulling her into my side. "Listen up!" I yelled over the noise. "This is Elena. She’s the Old Lady of the Triplets. You treat her with the same respect you give me, or you’ll have to deal with all three of us." A cheer went up, but I saw one guy standing near the bar who wasn't cheering. He was a member of a rival crew we did business with, a big guy with a scarred lip. He took a long sip of his drink and looked Elena up and down.

"Who are you calling a third party?" "Not my words, but the law. Since Marcus and I aren't officially divorced, what exactly is your status?" With that, Kelsey turned to leave. Suddenly, her scalp seared in pain—someone had grabbed her hair. Angela, livid, shouted, "What do you think you are? A rogue like you dares to provoke me? Who gave you the nerve?" Kelsey retaliated, grabbing Angela's hair and twisting her waist. "And what about you? No matter your birth, you're still a third party."

"Mom, going to jail would be too easy for him. Once I'm done having my fun, I'll deal with him personally." The next day, Jack was trending on social media. Sharp-eyed internet users began digging up his past, discovering how he had dumped me three years ago. All public opinion quickly shifted to my side—though I did pay for quite a few fake comments to help it along. With my encouragement, everyone learned that Jack had only returned to the country to raise funds because he couldn't make it overseas anymore. The Miller family had once been a major corporation, but after Jack dumped me, they faced Lucas's retaliation and had since disappeared from the business world.

I don't particularly want to and I am done pretending otherwise in situations where pretending costs me more than it protects me. "Rhyx," I say. "Hm," he says, which is not a word exactly but contains a full sentence of attention. "If you had more in those records, you'd have given it to me already," I say. "What aren't you telling me?" He looks at me for a moment and the warmth in his expression stays but something more careful moves through it. He drops his hand slowly. "There's a third party," he says. I go still. "What?"

This third party is a very meticulous one. Hestia thought this would be another failed step but now, she has another piece of the puzzle to fit. A third party is involved and she's sure that that third party is Aaron's source of information. 'Of course, it can't be Aaron. He's always at the gymnasium and he's not even a little bit techy at all. There's no way he can do all those by himself.' Hestia smiled to herself. Bit by bit, she's making progress and even though it's bit by bit, she's sure that she can finish this mission swiftly. She was about to turn left to the student council room when she bumped into someone.

"Oh, you don't have to bother about that. Trust me, nobody is looking at this face." Soon, they started eating. Nobody spoke a word until mid-way when one of his half-sisters, Sharon, raised her voice. "So, Asher's third wife," She began in a mocking tone with a scorned expression. "What is your name?" "My name is Rylie." She replied perfunctorily. "Welcome to the family, Rylie." Sharon smiled.

Each time Amory says it, Spencer grows uncomfortable momentarily before he shrugs it off. Amory decides the documentation for the Motor and Custom Hart’s businesses, in addition to the Triple H, will be stored at the colonial because these are businesses she’s not interested in! However, the documentation for the diner, the laundromat, and the apartment complex will be stored at the lake house. I’ve even seen her write up a preliminary agreement that if she goes through with divorcing Spencer and they can’t work out a partnership, then she wants these three businesses in lieu of alimony!