#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

about her patrons. Everyone

things to say

much time to focus

on multiple dates, and the evidence that she has gone on quite a

hasn’t been in

all of herself into her business, and she’s seen results. Her

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

I just never took it seriously. I thought

on the other hand, seems to have disappeared completely from

find anything on him. Wherever he’s working

channels. If I want to find him, it won’t be quite

with my staff, Abby was always really friendly. She was

to cook and would often get

intimate photos I saw of Abby and Justin didn’t mean anything. She was

not

doesn’t explain the other evidence, though. How would

him? I can’t

doesn’t refute any of the physical

her without concrete

them there that day, my heart shattered. I

someone else broke me.

doctor. I employed him back when I first found the panties.

including Justin’s semen. It’s hard to refute

technology has developed that can pinpoint the time.

get my

when

my temples. “Did you do the tests

results here. Just give me one

for him to pull up the information with bated

I’m not sure if

at least

“What does that mean?”

means it’s unlikely that the wearer of the panties had them on that same day that

appeared.”

that’s true, then Abby didn’t have an affair after all. It

of her panties and did something with them I’d rather

to track him down

and lean back in

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