After I left Alpha father and son went crazy with regret

Chapter 79

With a sigh, Nora turned down the hallway, passing glass–walled offices where conversations hummed in the background.

The walls were lined with framed posters, each one a reminder of past productions and successes.

A group of Interns huddled near the editing room, whispering excitedly over a storyboard.

Just as she neared her office, a familiar voice called out.

“Nora 1 Just the woman I was looking for!”

She turned to see Leo approaching with his usual energy. He was dressed in his signature half–polished, half–casual style–his white shirt slightly unbuttoned, sleeves rolled up, tie hanging loosely around his neck. His grin was as infuriatingly smug as ever.

“What did I do this time?” Nora asked, crossing her arms.

Leo placed a hand over his chest. “Why do you always assume the worst of me?”

“Experience.”

He laughed but then gestured toward his office. “Come on. I have something for

Nora narrowed her eyes. “If this is another prank-”

“No pranks. Just a surprise.”

you.”

With cautious curiosity, she followed him inside. As soon as she stepped in, her eyes landed on a neatly wrapped gift box sitting on his desk.

She stopped.

“What is this?” she asked, wary.

Leo smirked, leaning against the desk. “Guess.”

at him, then back at the box. She stepped forward slowly, fingers hovering over the ribbon. Then, taking a breath, she

casting a warm, golden hue across the wooden table

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with exquisite detail–its dark mahogany surface gleamed under the

a moment before reaching out, her fingers brushing against the

a faint yet invigorating scent drifted into the air–a fusion of aged

aroma that spoke of time, of patience, of craftsmanship honed over generations.

the lid, and her breath hitched.

standing beside her, watched her reaction with a

corners of his mouth lifting slightly as if pleased with himself

the pot,

moon, using the rarest ingredients gathered from the mountains, and prepared by the most skilled winemaker in the tribe.” His voice carried a note of pride, but there

She had read about such a wine before, but she never expected to see

person.

processing the significance of the gift. “This is far

for a moment before he chuckled softly, “You’re already holding it,” he

free,” she said, shaking

My grandfather loved collecting, and he had this stored away for years. He would be happy knowing it’s being given to someone who truly values it.” His voice softened slightly. “Besides, it’s a gift. No need to make

torn between

so valuable without

Leo’s any hint of insincerity, but there was none, Just quiet sincerity and a

hint of amusement at her internal

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at least pay you for it,” she

frowned slightly. “That’s

I insist,” she countered,

pause, Leo exhaled through

surprised. Then

said simply. “You buy dinner, and

a soft

said, nodding.