From Discarded Wife to Queen (Tyrone) novel Chapter 102

A wave of reporters surged forward like a dark tide.

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Before they could even shout their questions, the Winters‘ bodyguards stepped in, pushing them back with practiced ease.

Aella turned just in time to see Tyrone step out of his car.

He was immaculate–a tailored charcoal suit, a perfectly knotted tie, a silver lapel pin, and a luxury watch glinting under the sun. The car, the entourage, the precision of it all screamed power and control.

Tall, sharp–featured, and commanding, he carried that quiet dominance of a man born to lead.

He looked as if he’d been carved from stone–cool, distant, and completely untouchable. It seemed as if he belonged to a different world.

Their eyes met briefly across the chaos.

Neither said a word. Both turned away, walking to their separate waiting rooms without a glance back.

Aella pushed open the door to Waiting Room 2.

Patrick was inside, going over the final preparations before the hearing.

In her hand, she held the evidence of Tyrone’s affair. He’d shown up on time, and the lawyers were ready–everything was in place. For the first time, she truly believed she might win.

Just the thought of finally breaking free made her chest feel lighter, her breathing easier.

Patrick looked up. “Phones have to be turned off before the hearing begins. Ms. Reid, anything else you’d like to go over?”

Before she could answer, someone knocked.

She turned and saw Noel walk in, flanked by two police officers. Her brows furrowed as she glanced at Patrick in confusion.

“Mr. Frost,” Aella asked, frowning, “what’s this about?”

Noel stood politely before her. “Mrs. Winter, these officers are here for you.”

One of the officers stepped forward and produced a warrant. “Ms. Aella Reid, following our investigation, you are suspected of stealing confidential company data and causing severe

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financial losses. You are now under criminal detention. Please come with us.”

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A loud buzzing filled her head. Her mind went blank.

The color drained from her face as she swayed on her feet, barely catching herself against the table.

Noel’s voice was calm, almost rehearsed. “Mrs. Winter, your cousin, Mr. Josh, gave a statement saying you instructed him to extract confidential information from my phone and pass it to a competitor.”

Aella stared at him in disbelief, her thoughts spinning.

Noel continued smoothly, “As soon as I realized what had happened, I called the police. I’m sure it’s all a misunderstanding. Maybe you should explain everything to Mr. Winter yourself.”

Explain?

A short, bitter laugh escaped her lips.

I’d rather spend a night in a cell than go crawling back to that golden cage.

She hadn’t even touched Noel’s phone. She had done nothing wrong, and she believed the truth would surface soon enough.

Head held high, Aella followed the officers out of the room.

But as she stepped into the quiet hallway, she came face to face with Tyrone.

Tyrone didn’t try to stop her.

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