Ch. He Marked Another Luna, So She Slept With His Alpha Brother 48 He Marked Another Luna, So She Slept With His Alpha Brother 48

Chapter 48 

Camila’s POV Post 

By the time I reached the police station, Julian was already there. 

The bruise on his face was still prominent. Apparently, a result of his encounter with rent’s 

men. 

His gaze landed on me, and his expression shifted into something I couldn’t quite read. was still in the racing outfit, with my hair swept into a high ponytail, but I could feel his attention lingering on my face. 

Perhaps he was confused or stunned because he had never seen this side of me before. 

“Camila-” 

“Miss Hart,” I corrected before he could continue. “That’s what you should call me.” His lips pressed together, but I didn’t give him time to respond. “Your wife and cousin have some serious questions to answer. Someone tampered with my brakes, and the driver hired to race against me repeatedly rammed my car. I could have died out there.” I held his gaze. “The police have the evidence, and I intend to see this through. I’m not interested in taking money from your family to make the problem disappear.” 

Julian’s brow furrowed. “Have you considered that there might be details you’re unaware of? We shouldn’t jump to conclusions before everything is clear.” 

I almost laughed. “Julian, I was the one sitting behind the wheel. I felt every impact. I was fighting to keep that car under control while someone tried to force me off the track. Don’t stand here and tell me to question what happened to me.” 

He fell silent. Before he could find another excuse, a familiar voice rang out from the corridor. “Camila! You’ve always wanted to get your hands on my husband, haven’t you? Now you’re using this ridiculous accusation to get close to him again!” 

Vivienne appeared, her face twisted with fury. Aria was nowhere beside her, but Vivienne seemed determined to make enough noise for the entire station to hear. 

I stared at her in disbelief. Was this woman genuinely incapable of discussing anything without dragging Julian into it? “Your imagination must be exhausting,” I said. “If you’re so worried that another woman might steal your husband, perhaps you should put a leash on him “I laughed, 

Her face reddened, “Keep laughing while you can! The moment I’m out of here, you’ll regret humiliating me.” She turned sharply towards Julian, apparently expecting him to fix everything with a snap of his fingers. “Darling, why are you standing around? Tell these officers who I am! They can’t possibly keep me here like some common criminal. Get me out of this place!” 

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Julian looked in my direction for a brief moment. Whatever he saw on my face seemed to make him reconsider speaking to me. He turned away and approached the officers instead, 

Vivienne watched him go, then swung back towards me. “You think you’ve won, don’t you? You think you can actually make them punish me?” 

I folded my arms. “I’m curious about something, Vivienne. I’ve made it perfectly clear that Julian and I are finished. I have no interest in getting him back. So why go to such lengths to get rid of me?” 

Her eyes flashed, and all the pretence of innocence vanished. 

“Because he can’t stop thinking of you!” she burst out. “As long as you’re alive, he’ll never completely forget you. I want you gone so he can finally belong to me without your shadow hanging over us!” 

I had suspected jealousy was at the heart of her madness, but hearing her admit it so openly was something else. 

“That’s a rather pathetic reason to attempt murder,” I remarked. “Unfortunately for you, jealousy doesn’t excuse a crime.” 

Vivienne let out a contemptuous laugh. “Do you honestly believe the law will ruin my life over someone like you? I’m a Laurent, and I’m married to a Blackwell. Do you understand what that means? You have nothing-no wealth, no influence, no powerful family standing behind you. Even if you’d died on that track, I’d still wake up tomorrow as Mrs. Blackwell, enjoying everything I’ve always had.” 

She delivered those words with such smug certainty that one might have thought the police had already apologised and escorted her to a waiting limousine. 

I couldn’t help smiling. “That’s quite a confession. You’ve practically announced that you believe your family connections put you above the law.” 

Her smile faltered. I tilted my head, pretending to consider the matter. 

“Perhaps I should tell a few more people what you’ve just told me. I’m sure they’ll be fascinated to hear how confidently you talk about getting away with murder.” 

“Go ahead!” she snapped. “Tell the entire realm if you want. What exactly do you think will happen to me?” 

I watched her carefully, keeping my expression neutral while my phone continued recording from inside my bag. She had no idea. 

Vivienne lifted her chin, her arrogance returning in full force. 

“You’re still too naive to understand how things work. Money opens doors. Power makes people listen. With the right connections, I can have almost anything done. Someone like you could spend the rest of her life fighting and still never reach my level.” 

I gave her a slow nod. “Impressive. You make it sound as though you’re proud of it.” 

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“Why shouldn’t I be?” she retorted. “I know exactly what I’m worth. People like you should learn their place instead of picking fights with those who can destroy them.” 

Yet her finish, resisting the urge to interrupt. Every boast, every threat, every careless admission was being captured. I didn’t need to provoke her into inventing a story. All had to do was let her reveal the truth in her own words. 

When she finally paused, I offered her another pleasant smile. 

“Thank you for the advice, Vivienne. I’ll remember it.” 

Her eyes narrowed suspiciously, but she still hadn’t realised what I was doing. turned my phone off beneath the cover of my bag. 

The footage of the tampered brakes, Aria’s confession, and now Vivienne’s own words were piling up against them. 

She could keep believing her money and connections would save her. I was perfectly happy to let her discover otherwise. I forwarded the recording to Kent without wasting another second. He would know how to put it to good use. 

Vivienne had been too busy boasting to realise what I was doing. I quickly sent the recorded audio file to Kent. But after watching me for a while, her face changed. “Were you trying to set me up!” she accused, pointing an accusing finger at me. “You deliberately pushed me into saying all that!” 

I slipped my phone into my bag and met her furious stare without the slightest discomfort. “Did I force you to speak? You were perfectly happy telling everyone how powerful you are. If your own words have become a problem, perhaps you should have thought before opening your mouth.” 

She looked as though she wanted to snatch the phone from me, but there was nothing she could do. She had no idea how much of the conversation I had captured or what I intended 

to do with it. 

Meanwhile, Julian had finished speaking with the officers. He returned with the confidence of a man who believed his family name could smooth over any inconvenience. According to him, the entire incident could have been a misunderstanding. He urged the officers to consider the matter from every angle, and after some discussion, they informed me that the evidence currently available wasn’t sufficient to establish Vivienne’s guilt beyond doubt. 

I watched them in silence. So that was how it worked. Despite the tampered brakes, the dangerous pursuit, and Vivienne’s reckless admissions, she might still walk free because the authorities weren’t prepared to take the case further with the evidence before them. 

Julian seemed satisfied with the outcome. Vivienne, on the other hand, was already wearing the smug expression of someone who had just escaped punishment. 

I didn’t argue with the officers. There was no point wasting my breath when I had other ways 

to pursue the matter. Let her celebrate. I believed in consequences, even if they didn’t arrive 

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when people expected them to. Vivienne had just demonstrated how little she feared the law, convinced that her wealth and marriage would protect her from whatever she did. If she walked out of that station today, she would only become more confident in that belief 

But my plans went beyond seeing Vivienne behind bars. Julian had spent too long standing by while his wife treated me like an enemy, and I wasn’t going to forget his part in this mess simply because he had managed to talk his way through the afternoon. 

Vivienne had barely stepped away from the officers before her arrogance returned in full force. She turned towards me with a triumphant smile. “Well, Miss Hart, look at that. walking out of here, and there’s absolutely nothing you can do about it.” 

I regarded her with mild amusement. “Enjoy your freedom while it lasts.” 

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