Abigail

Third POV

Gina Wolfe slammed the door of her sleek black Mercedes so hard the entire car rocked.

She dropped into the backseat, her chest heaving with rage, as she dug her manicured nails into the leather seat.

Had Finnegan really just thrown her out of his company? It felt like a dream. A terrible dream.

"How dare he?" she hissed under her breath, eyes blazing. "That ungrateful little bastard. After everything I’ve done for him. He knew. He knew all along."

Her driver was a silent man. He knew better than to utter a word when Gina was in a mood — and when was she ever not in a mood?

He waited, sitting as still as a statue for his boss to give an order. Instead, Gina yanked out her phone with shaking fingers and dialed Victoria’s number.

"Pick up, you useless whore," she muttered.

Victoria answered on the third ring, her voice all light and airy as if she didn’t have a care in the world. "Gina, darling. How did it go with Finnegan?"

"Head to the industrial district," Gina snapped at her driver before speaking into the phone. "The Lander facility. Now."

She could catch the faint hum of machinery and low voices in the background as Victoria moved. "I’m already here. The latest shipment cleared customs this morning. Five billion dollars laundered through the shell account, Gina, oh my goshhh. We’re still splitting it 40, 30, 30, right?"

Gina’s lips curled into a cold smile despite her anger. At least something was going right. The Lander Company had concealed their extensive money laundering operation for years.

On paper, it was a logistics firm that had shut down, but in reality, it funneled dirty money from drugs, arms, and political bribes through fake contracts, shell companies, and her charity projects. One of which her stupid son had just shut down.

"Good," Gina said tightly. "Keep everything moving. We may need to accelerate the next transfer."

"What happened with Finnegan?"

Gina’s grip on the phone tightened until her knuckles turned white. "He cut off my funding. Froze every account tied to my projects. That child looked me in the eye and told me Wolfe Corporation belongs to him."

"Can you believe that? And did you know he knows about the spyware?! He knows I tried to frame him. The plan to send him to prison is falling apart because that idiot son of mine has been playing dumb this entire time."

There was a long pause on the other end.

"He knows?" Victoria whispered. "I thought he was just acting out because of that little secretary slut."

"No," Gina snarled. "It’s worse. He suspects me of trying to get rid of Richard Saxon, too. He’s piecing things together, and that was exactly why I told you to—"

The car rolled up to the old Lander Company building. From the outside, it looked exactly as it had for fifteen years — charred, abandoned, and half-destroyed by fire.

Gina ended the call. She would say all this face-to-face to Victoria. It was her fault!

The moment Gina stepped out, two armed men in suits escorted her to the hidden elevator. When she reached the top floor, every person inside the facility immediately bowed their heads.

"Welcome, Boss."

This was her real empire.

Rows of computers, money counters, and men hauling crates of cash and documents filled the floor. Victoria was already waiting in the private office, poured into a tight red designer dress.

Gina stormed into the office, slammed the door shut, then rounded on Victoria.

"You were supposed to keep him distracted!" she hissed, jabbing a finger at Victoria’s chest.

"That was your only job. Spread your legs, keep him busy in bed or on his toes — anything to make sure he didn’t look too closely at what we were doing. And you failed. Miserably."

Victoria’s face flushed with anger. "I did my best! I even set our own damn house on fire to distract him when things got too close. I’ve been playing the perfect cheating wife for years. It’s not my fault he found out about the spyware!"

Gina laughed bitterly, pacing the office, her heels muffled by the carpet. "Your best wasn’t good enough. Now he knows. He knows I tried to frame him. He knows about the planted evidence. If he connects the rest of it to the shell companies, the money laundering through Lander and the hits we ordered, we’re finished."

Gina halted and rubbed her temples. This was turning into a bloody mess.

"He even suspects me of trying to eliminate Richard," she muttered. "That fool was getting too chatty. If he talks about the deal we made in Finnegan’s name..."

The door opened, and Gavin walked in, his head bowed. "Boss."

Gina’s eyes flashed with fury. She stepped forward and struck him hard across the face; the slap echoed through the room.

"You idiot!" she hissed. "You are the cause of everything falling apart! I told you to get rid of that detective cleanly and tie up all loose ends. Instead, you left that Kellerman girl a trail."

"Now everything is unraveling. The commissioner is breathing down our necks because you couldn’t handle one simple cop."

Gavin dropped to his knees immediately, head lowered. "I’m sorry, Boss. I’ll fix it. I swear."

Gina drove the sharp heel of her designer shoe into the back of his hand, grinding down until he winced in pain.

"Fix this," she snarled. "Make sure Richard doesn’t wake up. And get rid of that Kellerman girl before she becomes an even bigger problem."

She stepped back, drawing a deep breath to compose herself. "What about the detective’s phone? Have the contents been recovered?" 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Gavin nodded, swallowing down the pain. "Yes, Boss. Everything is on a secure drive."

"Good." Gina turned to Victoria. "As for you, you’d better not let those divorce papers get signed. I don’t care what you have to do. Glue yourself to Finnegan if you must. You have to stay married to him. It’s only a matter of time before he uncovers the rest of the truth. We need to be ten steps ahead."

Victoria sniffed haughtily and nodded.

Gina turned back to Gavin, her voice dripping with disgust.

"Get the girl."