[Happy anniversary. Your gift is on the table.]

I placed the signed bond severance on the table beside the photos I had taken, along with the ones Navielle sent me.

Then I blocked both his number and hers.

I took a deep breath and walked out with my suitcase. Keegan was already there, waiting with a faint smile.

“Are you ready?” he asked, holding out his hand.

I took it without hesitation.

A private jet waited for us, prepared to take us to Ironvale. I glanced at him, curious about how he arranged it, but I was too tired to ask.

As the jet prepared to leave, I gave a small nod.

Keegan’s smile widened as he sent out a message to the news networks.

Let the game begin.