Watch Me Win Alpha (Olivia and Ethan) novel Chapter 376

**Chapter 376**

With a sense of urgency, Olivia stepped forward, her heart pounding in her chest as she guided her father, DeAngelo, to a seat at the counter. “Dad, please,” she implored, her tone soothing yet firm, “just take a deep breath. Ethan isn’t worth all this anger… trust me, I know.” While her voice held a calm exterior, inside, she was battling a tempest of emotions, fearing the rift that was forming in their living room.

“I can’t stand that man,” DeAngelo growled, his voice low and thick with contempt. “He looks down on us, acting as if his wealth elevates him above everyone else. All these rich folks are the same—ignorant and rude. They continuously belittle us, the ‘ordinary folk.’” His words reverberated through the room like a thunderclap, filled with a disdain that seemed to hang in the air like a heavy fog.

Olivia felt her heart sink. She didn’t need to turn her gaze towards Alexander and Stanley to understand the weight of her father’s words. He had just unleashed a torrent of harsh sentiments in front of the two wealthiest men in the room, and the palpable tension wrapped around them like a suffocating shroud, making it hard to breathe.

Alexander clenched his jaw, a wave of regret crashing over him for even stepping into Olivia’s family home. His initial concern for her well-being had driven him here, having been anxious when he found out that she hadn’t shown up at her apartment that morning and had called in sick to work. But now, hearing DeAngelo’s vitriol directed at the wealthy, a cold chill crept into his stomach. What did this mean for him? He was aware of how much Olivia valued her parents’ opinions, and the realization that he was already at a disadvantage—being her boss and freshly divorced—felt like a heavy weight on his shoulders.

Frustration bubbled within him. Of course, Ethan would show up, embodying the worst stereotypes of the wealthy elite. Alexander couldn’t entirely blame DeAngelo for his sweeping generalizations; many affluent individuals he had encountered were indeed arrogant and dismissive. Yet, he took pride in being different. He wanted to prove to Olivia and her parents that he was not just another arrogant rich man.

Across the room, Polin stood, shaking her head as she struggled to comprehend the scene unfolding before her. Her heart raced at the sight of her husband nearly confronting another man. With a strained, yet hopeful smile, she turned to Alexander, Stanley, and Richard, her voice trembling slightly. “I’m so very sorry about this,” she said, attempting to inject calmness into her tone, though it came out shaky. “We’re usually much better hosts, I assure you.”

Alexander rose from his seat, offering a warm smile that he hoped would ease the tension. “You have nothing to apologize for,” he replied smoothly, his voice carrying a reassuring quality. “We’ve all barged in uninvited. It’s not as if you were expecting four visitors at your door this morning.” He shot a knowing glance at DeAngelo, a hint of camaraderie in his smile. “And I’ve been around wealthy people my entire life. You’re absolutely right; many of us are far too full of ourselves.”

Stanley clicked his tongue, shaking his head with a knowing look. “That’s a dangerous generalization, my boy,” he countered, his tone firm yet not unkind. “Just because there’s one bad egg in the carton doesn’t mean the rest are spoiled. You’re too polite and modest, Alexander. That’s a trait you need to reconsider; otherwise, this world will chew you up and spit you out.”

Olivia turned sharply to Stanley, her eyes blazing with conviction. “I don’t think humility and self-awareness are flaws that need fixing. Alexander is one of the few wealthy individuals who isn’t blinded by his privilege. Can the same be said for you? Your mindset is exactly why the world remains stagnant. Change begins with us and the way we perceive the world.” Her words cut through the tension like a knife, sharp and unyielding.

A surge of satisfaction coursed through Alexander, a thrill that felt like the soft caress of a lover’s touch. Olivia defending him made him feel invincible, as if he could conquer the world with her by his side.

Polin winced at her daughter’s blunt language, but DeAngelo’s gaze softened as he looked at Olivia, pride illuminating his features. He had raised her to think independently, and in that moment, he was reminded of the strong woman she had become.

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