Chapter 138

Elizabeth's POV

I had barely pulled up to the villa when I noticed a group of people gathered at the entrance, their presence unmistakable in the dim evening light. The sight made my heart sink.

It was my adoptive parents' family, and from the looks on their faces, this wasn't a social call.

They eyed the luxury car I stepped out of with a flash of jealousy that quickly transformed into eager, fawning smiles.

as a performance I had seen before-one they had perfected over the years whenever they needed something from me.

Alice, however, stood off to the side, her head down, eyes narrowing with resentment.

It was clear that she hadn't let go of her bitterness.

Even now, when their family was in a crisis, Alice couldn't hide her distaste for me.

I walked up the steps slowly, letting the cool night air calm my nerves before speaking.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, though I already knew the answer.

They wouldn't be here unless they needed something-again.

Morpheus, my adoptive father, cleared his throat, the guilt in his eyes making it obvious that the situation was worse than usual.

We came to ask for your help, Elizabeth. It's.... it's about the pack's finances."

His voice wavered as he spoke, and I could already tell where this was going.

From their stumbling words, I quickly pieced together the story.

Morpheus had gotten into trouble with gambling again.

in a 'surefire' business deal that would turn things around for the family. Naturally, he had been swindled out of every

he was left with nothing but crushing debts and no

keeping my expression unreadable, though inside I felt a mixture of

me to

Shakira,

You've helped us before... millions

desperation, but I had heard these promises

them, they found a way to dig themselves deeper

head firmly. "No. Not

The atmosphere shifted instantly.

snapped her head up,

were cut off

had slapped her across the face, and the shock was enough to silence Alice's

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you dare speak to Elizabeth

his tone

any show of arrogance or

was momentarily

my adoptive parents disciplined

like the golden child, even when it was

against the wall, they were willing to do

makes me

with in order to come after me

to me at the time that they

softened,

o only

nowhere else to

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