Chapter 15 : Breaking the Bond - 1 Chapter 15 : Breaking the Bond ( Olivia's POV ) After hanging up with Connor , I placed my phone on the bed and took a deep breath . The events of tonight replayed in my mind like a nightmare I couldn't wake from . Why had Cassandra sneaked into my room while I was showering? Her excuse of " just looking around " was flimsy at best . There had to be something more sinister behind her actions . I began inspecting my room carefully , circling each corner with meticulous attention . Everything appeared untouched except for my precious light blue ceramic wolf figurine - now lying in fragments on the floor , the last physical connection to my mother destroyed . My gaze drifted to the nightstand where a cup of herbal tea sat , still warm . Martha Jenkins , our housekeeper , had brought it in before I showered , as was my nightly routine . The ceramic wolf had been placed on that same nightstand before being smashed . A chilling thought crept into my mind . The tea cup sat exactly where Cassandra must have lingered to break my figurine . Could she have tampered with my tea ? I approached the cup cautiously , lifting it to my nose . The familiar herbal scent seemed normal , but something felt off . I couldn't risk it . With a decisive motion , I poured the liquid down the bathroom sink . Better safe than sorry . Three hours later , my phone vibrated with an incoming call . Connor had finally arrived in Harbor City . " I'm here ," his deep voice came through the speaker . I was in the middle of hauling bags of discarded belongings out of Moonlight Manor , determined to erase every trace of my existence from this place . It was late , and Martha had already retired for the night , so I worked quietly alone . " Con , I won't be staying here tonight , " I whispered , mindful not to wake anyone . There was a brief pause before his calm , steady reply : " Okay . " " Have you already booked a hotel ? " I asked , tying up another garbage bag . < Chapter 15 : Breaking the Bon … " Yes , the Crescent Moon Hotel . " I nodded to myself . " I'll book a room there as well . Let's meet at the hotel . No need for come over now ." My plan was resolute : finish clearing out my belongings , take my luggage , and leave Moonlight Manor behind - along with Ethan Grey . +25 Puntos you to After loading my suitcase into my car , I reached for my phone to make a reservation . To my dismay , the hotel's website showed no vacancies . I tried calling directly , only to have my fears confirmed . " I'm sorry , Miss Winters , but we're completely booked ," the receptionist explained apologetically . " There's a major legal hearing tomorrow , and every hotel within several kilometers is full . " Desperate , I searched for alternatives . The only available room was in a shabby motel whose reviews made me cringe . One particularly graphic comment caught my eye : " The soundproofing is so bad , the couple next door at midnight sounded like they were doing a live padcast beside my bed . Couldn't sleep all night . " t rushed to my cheeks , but practicality won out . I needed proper rest for tomorrow's aring , which started at 3 p.m. I had to be up by 10 a.m. at the latest to prepare . It was already close to midnight , and I still had to meet Connor . With a sigh , I texted him : " That hotel is fully booked . Can you help me get a room ? " Luxury hotels often held back suites for VIPs , and Connor's status as the Rivers Family heir and Rivers Group president would surely grant him access to those hidden accommodations . His reply came quickly : " My room is a duplex suite , two bedrooms upstairs and downstairs . If you don't mind , you can just stay over tonight . " I hesitated , my finger hovering over the screen . We hadn't seen each other in over three years , and staying overnight in his room so abruptly felt improper . Still , with nowhere else to go this late , and since it was a two - story duplex with separate bedrooms , I reluctantly typed : " Thank you . I'll be there soon . " Just as I was about to drive off , my phone chimed with a new message . Ethan Grey's name flashed on the screen , instantly derailing my composure . He had sent photos of Cassandra's hand tightly wrapped in layers of gauze , making the injury appear quite severe . His message was blunt and accusatory : " Olivia , you really went too far this time . Come to the hospital and apologize to Cassandra immediately . " +25 Puntos > < Chapter 15 Sneaking the Bon Before I could process my anger , another message followed : " If you don't apologize , I will never forgive you . Apologize obediently , and you can continue living in the manor . " My lips curled into a cold sneer . Without hesitation , I deleted and blocked Ethan's contact altogether , severing the last fragile tie between us . Three years of my life , gone in an instant . Yet I felt nothing but relief . ( Ethan's POV )