The Alpha King is unavailable novel Chapter 69

“Victoria Frost, the Academy Awards owe you a statuette.” I couldn’t keep the sarcasm from my voice as I

watched her performance unfold before my eyes.

Victoria clutched her chest dramatically, tears streaming perfectly down her cheeks without disturbing her

makeup. The woman was truly gifted at manipulation.

“How can she be so good at acting?” I asked no one in particular, my patience finally snapping. I held up my hand to interrupt her theatrical sobbing. “Are you done with your performance? I’ll ask again, where’s the

evidence?”

The man – Derek Savage, I’d heard Maxwell call him–glared at Victoria with undisguised hatred. But he remained stubbornly silent, his jaw clenched tight.

I stood perfectly still, letting my innocent expression speak for itself. I had nothing to hide.

Ethan’s gaze moved from my composed face to Victoria’s desperate one. Something flickered in his amber eyes –