#Chapter 8 – The Truth
Karl

I put down the stack of papers and lean back in my chair. I’ve spent the better part of the morning going

over the report from my investigators, and I’m still struggling to wrap my head around everything they

found.

It seems like Abby has had a tough couple of years. Even though her father gave her a generous

severance package, his business has clearly been struggling. He even had to sell their house,

something I know must have been hard for Abby, who spent her childhood there.

Her father was a supplier for the former Alpha, and her family was very wealthy as a result. When we

married, though, she offered to change suppliers to avoid suspicion.

We didn’t want people to see me as a selfish Alpha. I don’t think either of us realized how much of a

strain that would put on her father’s business, even if he was completely understanding of our decision.

After our divorce, Abby started as a backroom apprentice at a restaurant. By doing so, she managed to

save up a sum of money.

Looking at the pictures of her from that time makes something in my heart hurt. She looks haggard,

worked to the bone, and there’s a hollowness in her eyes that makes me feel incredibly guilty. I know I

caused that broken look on her face. I never imagined she felt as heartbroken as I did. She cheated on

me, after all.

From there, she moved to the capital to start her own business. Using some contacts left behind by me,

she was able to build her restaurant into a must-go spot. Now she’s doing great. She owns one of the

top eateries here, which is a feat in and of itself.

Her acquaintances describe her as incredibly smart, great at maintaining relationships, sweet, and

information about her patrons. Everyone my investigators spoke to

to say

seems like she hasn’t had much time to focus on any personal relationships as

the evidence that she has gone on quite

she hasn’t been in

business, and she’s

food in the capital. I can’t reconcile this person with the girl I used to know.

I just never took it seriously. I thought it

seems to have disappeared

he’s working now, it hasn’t been

want to find him, it won’t

on interviews with my staff, Abby was always

She always loved to cook and

of Abby and Justin didn’t mean

not

would her panties have gotten in the

affair with him? I can’t think of any explanation, and the information

me doesn’t refute any of the physical evidence I found. It’s

with her without

them there that day, my heart shattered. I

someone else broke me.

and call the doctor. I employed him back when I first found the

fabric, including Justin’s semen. It’s hard to refute evidence like that.

technology has developed that can pinpoint the

only to get

when he picks up the

rub my temples. “Did you do the tests

I have the results here. Just

to pull up the information with bated

silent for a moment, and I’m not

we found on the panties appeared at least 24 hours after the

“What does that mean?”

wearer of the panties had them on

appeared.”

true, then Abby didn’t

panties and did something

down immediately and

you,” I say. I hang up the phone and lean back in my chair. I can’t

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