After I left Alpha father and son went crazy with regret

Chapter 170

She watched the calls come in, her thumb hovering over the screen. Then, just as suddenly as they

started, they stopped.

No messages. No more calls. Silence.

She exhaled, set her phone aside, and finished her meal, dismissing the entire situation.

The next day, work at STARLINE Studio proceeded as usual. Nora focused on her tasks, barely giving a thought to last night’s events.

If anything, she was relieved Arnold had taken the hint.

Upstairs, in a sleek corridor lined with glass walls, Dalton happened to be on his way to a meeting when he caught sight of Arnold.

The man stood near the entrance, arms crossed, eyes scanning the hallways like he was waiting for

someone.

Dalton hesitated before approaching. “Hey,” he greeted casually. “Didn’t expect to see you here.”

Arnold turned, nodded, then sighed. “Looking for Nora.” His voice was even, but something about his posture betrayed a mix of frustration and determination.

Dalton pressed his lips together. There it was again… Arnold seeking out Nora, this quiet insistence that never seemed to fade. Before Dalton could reply, Arnold let out another sigh and muttered, “Ignored my mind–link, didn’t answer my calls, didn’t reply to my messages. No other way left, so I had to come here to

block her.”

Dalton’s chest tightened at the casual familiarity in Arnold’s words. He spoke as if he still had some claim over Nora, as if she owed him an explanation.

he admitted his persistence unsettled Dalton, but he kept his expression neutral.

laughter echoed from the corridor.

Leo and Nora.

side, the atmosphere around them

amused as she

went crazy with

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her demeanor was a stark contrast to

immediately, and

parking lot entrance. His frown deepened as soon as he recognized Arnold’s presence.

Arnold didn’t

forward, cutting off their path. “Let’s talk,”

expression vanished. Her lips pressed into a thin line.

he was here. Still, some part of her had expected him to approach her privately, not to make a scene in front of others. But of course, Arnold never did things quietly when he

met his gaze, her own unreadable. “I’m not going to the birthday party,” she said, her

even.

His voice softened, as if he could

rush into a decision,” he said smoothly. “We can talk

unreadable, her posture firm. She met his eyes

ending the conversation.

discuss.

her path. His fingers twitched, almost reaching out, but before he could act, his phone buzzed

hesitated, pulled out his phone, and glanced at

looked up, Nora had already reached her car.

his thumb hovering over the decline button. He considered chasing after her, but something in her posture… the sheer decisiveness… made him stop. Reluctantly, he answered the

side, scoffed. His eyes flicked from Arnold to Nora, noting how the latter didn’t spare Arnold a second