Olivia Grace stared at her phone screen with a cold gaze. Her slender fingers moved swiftly, dialing a number she knew by heart. It didn’t take long before a soft yet respectful voice answered on the other end.

“Good morning, Miss Olivia. How may I assist you?” her assistant’s voice came through.

Olivia took a deep breath, trying to suppress the storm of anger brewing inside her chest.

“Freeze all the accounts and ATM cards under the name Hunter Jackson,” she commanded firmly, not a single tremor in her voice.

There was a brief silence on the other end. Her assistant was clearly shocked. Normally, whenever someone tried to open...