Chapter 94

Chloe’s POV

I locked the notebook and slid it into the bottom drawer of my vanity, beneath scarves and old receipts. Not because I was scared of anyone finding it. Because secrets deserve layers.

I caught my reflection in the mirror again.

I didn’t look like a victim.

Good.

Margaret thought she was dismantling me piece by piece. Thought I would crumble under scandal, under pressure, under pregnancy.

Pregnancy.

My hand hovered over my stomach but didn’t touch it this time.

No one would know.

Not the board.

Not the staff.

Not Sylvia with her loud mouth.

And certainly not Margaret.

Drake knew, yes. But Drake was not foolish. He understood what this meant. If that information slipped out, it wouldn’t just hurt me. It would destroy him. The board would question his judgment. Margaret would weaponize it. Jack would go insane.

He would not put himself in that position.

And if he even thought ab