Chapter 97

Drake’s POV

The moment Chloe hung up on me, I knew something had shifted.

Her voice wasn’t just angry. It was sharp. Calculated. Like she had seen something she wasn’t ready to tell me yet.

And that worried me more than her shouting.

I stayed seated at my desk long after the call ended, staring at nothing. If Margaret had mentioned pregnancy, it meant one of two things.

Either she was guessing.

Or she was watching Chloe more closely than I realized.

Neither option sat well with me.

Margaret was many things. Cold. Strategic. Ruthless. But she did not move without purpose. If she suspected Chloe was pregnant, she would not sit on that information.

She would weaponize it.

Unless she wasn’t sure.

Which meant this was still speculation.

Good.

Speculation can be controlled.

Proof cannot.

I leaned back in my chair and exhaled slowly.

Chloe thought I might have told Margaret.

The fac