After I left Alpha father and son went crazy with regret

Chapter 190

Nora sat at her desk, her fingers lightly tapping the surface.

The soft glow of the city skyline reflected off the window behind her, casting

elongated shadows across the office. She could hear the subtle strain in Arnold's voice... he wasn't used to negotiating from a position of weakness.

"I'm sorry," she said, her tone detached. "This isn't just about business cooperation. At that time, it wasn't only me who was insulted... it was my employees as well. This has crossed a boundary I cannot ignore. There is no compromise here."

Arnold exhaled sharply. "Is there really no room for negotiation?"

A small smile ghosted across Nora's lips. She leaned back, staring at the ceiling

as if contemplating his desperation. "If you plan to use your Alpha authority to pressure us, it might make a difference," she admitted.

"But you should remember something, Arnold... Silvermoon Pack and STARLINE Studio exist in a

If you resort to coercion, it won't just hurt me. It'll make other businesses relationship of mutual benefit

in the pack wary, and once that fear spreads, the entire market will freeze."

Arnold remained silent for a beat.

Nora tilted her head slightly. "You understand what I mean, don't you?"

Of course, he did.

The power of an Alpha could be overwhelming, but even an Alpha couldn't rule over a dead economy.

businesses feared being strong-armed, they would start looking outside the pack for

broken, it was

what you mean," Arnold said finally. His

another word, he hung

the phone slip from her fingers and exhaled slowly. She had expected his call, but not the almost desperate undertone

seen Arnold as someone who truly feared losing

now.

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in a dimly lit

aged whiskey mingled with the faint scent of leather and

the ambient hum of

already on his second drink, slammed his glass down in frustration. "Nora usually comes across as quiet and dignified.

before adding, "But then again, we should've seen it coming. Back then, she drugged you, Arnold. She acted

his glass. He hadn't corrected Charles before, and he wasn't going to

seated beside him, barely heard the conversation.

Cole.

He wasn't here tonight.

He hadn't

out, hadn't defended her, hadn't

around the stem of her wine glass, her nails pressing into the

light. "Arnold, Charles, have you

us."

at her, a flicker of