Chapter 4

I walked straight into the guest house.

This guest house was part of my private Alpha quarters. I had converted it into a personal studio and lounge, and James’s family had no idea it existed.

I poured myself a glass of red wine, walked to my computer, and pulled up the security feeds for the main mansion.

On the screen, the squatters were already celebrating their new life.

Lily was bossing Emily around, throwing my belongings out of the house.

"That vase is too dark, looks like a funeral urn. Throw it out!"

"What is this ugly painting? It's bad luck. Throw it in the trash!"

Emily, acting like a loyal maid, threw my antique porcelain vase—which I had bought at an auction for over a million dollars—straight into the trash.

"Lily, how's this?" Emily smiled eagerly.

"Not bad," Lily said, rubbing her stomach. "Jamie, I want to host a party tomorrow. I want to invite all my friends to show off our new mansion."

"Sure, babe! Whatever you want! I'll transfer some cash to you tomorrow. Spend as much as you want!" James said, puffing out his chest.

Watching him play the rich guy on screen, I sneered and opened my financial management system.

Step one: I canceled all automatic payments linked to the estate, including electricity, water, gas, and the massive estate maintenance fees.

Step two: I immediately froze the black card with a one-million-dollar limit that I had given James.

Back then, despite the Elders' objections, I had quietly given James a mid-level management position in the Pack.

Even that black card was just something I gave him to save his pathetic pride when he hung out with his friends.

I didn't expect him to actually believe my charity was his own success.

Using my money to feed his mistress and trying to steal my Pack's estate?

He was delusional.

After doing that, I sent a text to the Pack Treasurer.

[Tomorrow morning, start a full financial audit on James's department. Investigate every single cent he handled. Not a single penny should be missed.]

The Treasurer replied instantly: [Understood, Alpha Sterling.]

I swirled the wine in my glass, watching the cheating couple fall asleep on screen.

Enjoy your last night of luxury.