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Chapter 94: Cheaters And Liars

Chapter 94: Cheaters And Liars

She tilted her head, her tone turning playful. "Like... why are you still married to Ivy? I mean, if you hate her as much as you say or act, why not get it over with and divorce her already?"

He was quiet for a moment, but his jaw flexed again, and his brows drew slightly together.

"I was thinking about that," he admitted. "While I was driving here."

A smile spread across Eliana’s face. "Exactly. That’s what I’ve been saying. You don’t need Ivy. Or Ruby. Those Quinn girls—they lie, they deceive, they break your heart. And yet you still keep chasing after them. Look at you, before your blindness, you stayed stuck with Ivy despite her overbearing and nonchalant attitude towards you and now, despite being lied to and deceived in your moment of weakness, you’re still going after Ruby. They are both thesame, Stefan. Cheaters and liars, no matter how you put it."

She took a step closer, her heels clicking softly against the polished floor. "Why not focus on someone who’s never lied to you? Someone who’ll always be there? Someone that can be loyal and genuine."

He raised an eyebrow, already grasping what she was trying to do. "Who would that be?"

Eliana’s lips curved as she moved to sit beside him on the edge of the bed. "Me," she whispered. "Can’t you see that? I’m the only one on your side, telling you the truth and not lying."

Her hand reached out, brushing gently against his sleeve. "You don’t have to do this alone, Stefan. You deserve someone who truly sees you. Someone who wants you for who you are. Not your money. Not your name. Just you. Someone that won’t betray you for anything."

She leaned in, her lips inches from his. "Let me show you what it’s like to be with someone who won’t betray you."

Her hand reached for his face—but before she could touch him, Stefan stood up abruptly, forcing her to pull back.

"Don’t," he said, voice like ice. "Don’t try that with me."

Not only wasn’t he able to get information but she was trying to seduce him. She indeed had guts.

Eliana blinked, stunned for a moment. "Stefan—"

"I said stop," he snapped, his voice rising. "You think I don’t see what this is? You’re trying to seduce your way into my life, thinking I’m weak enough to fall for it."

She stood too, frustration burning in her chest but her determination was too much to stop now. "I’m not trying to seduce you—"

"Really?" he shot back. "Because it sure as hell looks like it."

He moved toward the door and flung it open. "Get out."

Eliana hesitated. "Stefan, wait—"

"I said out!" he growled.

When she didn’t move fast enough, he grabbed her arm—not roughly, but firm enough to make it clear he was done—and guided her to the door. She stumbled back as he shoved it closed behind her with a final, resounding slam. f.(r)eewe/bnov\ll.com

She stared at the door, breath caught in her throat, heart pounding with a storm of anger and humiliation.

Fine.

If that’s how he wanted to play it, she’d play right back. Only this time, she’d win. She’d put in more effort and try everything she could to get him. He would be hers sooner than later.

He still thought Ivy was his biggest problem. But soon... he’d realize it was her. And by the time he figured it out, it’d already be too late. He’d already be within her grasp. She thought as she walked out.

Stefan stood alone in the hotel room, the door still shaking slightly from how hard he’d slammed it. He ran a hand through his hair and let out a heavy breath.

What was Eliana thinking? That he’d fall for her act? That he’d forget she’d betrayed her friend just because she told him a few things, smiled sweetly, and played the good person? She must be a dreamer to think that.

He moved to the window and looked out over the city. The lights below flickered like tiny stars, but they didn’t calm the storm inside him.

He was done.

Done with the lies. Done with the games. Done pretending he didn’t care.

Ruby had lied to him, yes. But she’d also cared. He saw it in her voice, in her touch, in the way she kissed him every morning and night before going to bed in the past six months.

She wasn’t like Eliana or Ivy, never. Thinking about it, Ruby had tried to hold back her feelings, but they’d shown through when she thought he couldn’t see. Now he knew why. She had been afraid. Afraid of hurting him. And maybe—just maybe—afraid of falling in love. But she had eventually fallen, just like him without knowing how to stop herself.

But now she was gone and with the symbol of their love growing in her belly.

He turned away from the window and walked over to the table, picking up his phone. He had one priority now—finding Ruby.

Even if she changed her name, even if she tried to hide, he would find her. She belonged with him.

He opened a map app on his phone and zoomed in on Florittle. That was the only clue she’d left behind. Though it was enough but it was a start.

"I’ll find you," he murmured to himself. "Even if it takes everything I have."

But first... he needed to clean up the mess behind him.

He wasn’t going to let Ivy use the marriage card against him anymore. She’d walked away, and when she came back, she did it with lies and schemes. He had let it slide for too long. No more.

He walked to his suitcase, pulled out his laptop, and opened the file his lawyer had sent him moments ago after calling him in his car. The divorce papers. Already prepared. It was quick but that was what he’d wanted. All he had to do now was sign and send them to be delivered to Ivy.

His fingers hovered over the mouse. In no time, he signed and hit send without a second thought. It was done now.

A wave of relief washed over him, but there was still one more thing he had to do.

His company.

He couldn’t chase Ruby and run the business at the same time. Someone had to stay behind and keep things going while he searched.

He thought for a moment, then sat down and began to make a list. People he trusted. People who wouldn’t try to use his absence to take over.

His first thought was Oliver—his head of operations. Loyal. Smart. Quiet but reliable. Oliver had been with him for years and never once asked for more than he deserved.

Yes. Oliver could run things while he was gone.

He picked up the phone and called him.

"Oliver? It’s Stefan."

"Sir? Everything alright?" Oliver asked, wondering why Stefan was calling him barely two hours after closing from work.

"I’m going to be out of town for a while. I need you to take charge. I’ll give you access to everything—the reports, accounts, approvals. I trust you."

There was a pause on the other end as Oliver thought of the gravity of what he was about to accept. Though it won’t be easy, he’d try his best. Stefan had chosen him from the rest so he’d do his best to meet up to the expectations.

"I won’t let you down, sir," he said finally.

"I know you won’t."

He ended the call and sat back. The plan was forming now. He’d go to Florittle. Hire private investigators. Search every hospital, every hotel, every small corner if he had to. And he’d keep searching until he found her.

He just hoped it wasn’t too late and more than that, he just hoped... she’d still want him. After all, he’d hurt her deeply.