Chapter 100

Charles didn’t bother with small talk. “Arnold’s getting a divorce.”

Cole went silent.

Charles continued, lowering his voice, “And he’s taking custody of Alex.”

Still, no response.

“Cole?”

Then, without warning–the line went dead.

Nora had just finished a meeting at work when she stepped outside, only to see a sleek black car parked in front of her office building.

She stopped mid–step, frowning.

Cole?

He was leaning casually against the car, arms crossed, his eyes sharp as they landed on her.

Nora hesitated.

Why was he here?

Cole pushed off the car and walked toward her, his expression unreadable.

“You’re waiting for someone?” she asked, stopping a few feet away.

He shook his head. “I came to see you.”

politely, though there was a guarded edge to it. The crisp evening air carried the

golden light, its glass windows reflecting the streetlamps that had just flickered to life.

weekend. I have things planned,” she said, adjusting the strap of her

to betray the thoughts running through his mind. “That’s not why

Chapter 100

tilted her head slightly, puzzled by his vague response. The Cole

not at all. Now, he seemed caught between speaking and staying silent. as if he was weighing the value of

her watch. “Well, it’s getting late, so-”

almost instinctively,

surprised by his insistence. “No need. I

step away, didn’t move toward his car. He simply stood there, his expression unreadable. The

about his behavior

to decipher what was going on. His usual composure seemed fractured, like he

never lingered unless

of silence, she said lightly,

there was something reluctant

fraction of a second, before turning toward her car. The feeling that something wasn’t quite right followed her, creeping under her skin. She couldn’t

into the driver’s seat, she glanced at the rearview mirror. Cole still

own vehicle,

right?” Charles asked, his skepticism evident.

stared ahead, gripping the wheel. His knuckles turned white against the leather, his

“No.”

Silence.

again, more confused this time. “What do you mean,

12:18

I left, Alpha father

a tangled mess. “I

Charles “That doesn’t make sense. This is Nora.

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