#Chapter 197

Theodore’s POV I had the TV in my study turned low and tuned to the news channel. Dahlia sat next to me on the couch, her posture stock-straight, while I lounged on my end, feet propped on the coffee table in front of us. My brilliant, beautiful mate was about to be on television. Again. Honestly, the number of trade deals she was finalizing one after the other was astonishing. She was at the Vainthott Estate today to announce the deal they had negotiated: a clear symbol that she was standing with those who dared to oppose the king. It was reprehensible that my half-brother had found a way to get the lawsuit against him and Lucas thrown out so quickly – or rather that there was still a judge under his thumb, and Olivia Bronson’s father no less. It took effort to not spiral into panicked thoughts of whether Olivia was just playing us and following in her father’s footsteps. Otherwise, I was a little sad to say, I wasn’t even surprised by Owen’s behavior anymore. When I’d h