Chapter 77

Daniel’s POV

The door to my private office slammed shut, echoing the fury that rattled through my bones.

I had dragged Ellie here, away from the flashing cameras, away from the shouting reporters, away from the stunned, betrayed look on Maya and Zoe’s face.

My hands were clenched into fists, my jaw tight, every muscle in my body screaming with raw, uncontrollable rage.

This was not the plan.

This was not how we did things.

This was a goddamn ambush, a public execution of my carefully constructed life.

Ellie, however, looked completely unfazed. She simply leaned against my mahogany desk, crossing her arms, a cool, triumphant smirk playing on her lips.

Her eyes, usually cold, gleamed with unadulterated victory. The massive diamond ring on her finger seemed to mock me, glittering under the recessed office lights.

“What the hell was that, Ellie?” I demanded, my voice a low, dangerous growl. I walked towards her, each step fill