After Severance,Alpha Fell in Love With Ex-Luna

Chapter 17: The Final Con

Chapter 17: The Final Confrontation

Chapter 17: The Final Confrontation

(Elena’s POV)

Sophia caught the fleeting darkness in my eyes and stepped forward triumphantly. “So what if you restored the surveillance? Do you really think that even if Marcus knows the truth, he would make things difficult for

me for the sake of you, a plaything?”

Her voice dripped with mockery as she continued. “Face reality and don’t overestimate yourself. Marcus M

never believe you.”

She turned to leave after her victory, but my voice rang out behind her. “I recorded everything you just said.”

Sophia froze. She spun around abruptly and saw the pen in my hand.

Her face twisted with rage as she grabbed my wrist. “You dare to record me!”

Without waiting for an answer, she easily snatched the pen from my grasp. She smashed it to the ground with violent force, shattering it instantly.

After destroying what she thought was a recording device, Sophia sneered coldly. “Elena, I advise you not to do such foolish things!”

I looked at the broken recording pen under her feet and suddenly smiled. “You keep saying I’m overestimating

myself, but if you really had that confidence, would you be afraid of being recorded?”

Sophia was stunned for a few seconds as I picked up the broken pen. I revealed it was just an ordinary pen

with a refill.

“This is just an ordinary pen, Healer Sophia. Why are you so agitated?”

Realizing she had been tricked, Sophia angrily knocked the pen refill from my hand. Her face flushed with

humiliation and fury.

I confronted her directly. “So what if I tricked you? I remember everything – your framing me for stealing your bracelet and the setup in the private room last time.”

Hearing footsteps in the corridor, Sophia’s angry and twisted expression immediately transformed. Her face

became pitiful and vulnerable in an instant.

She fell backward onto the ground, sobbing dramatically. “Healer Elena, I know you’re still angry with me. It’s

my fault for wrongly accusing you and causing you to be suspended. It’s all my fault!”

Her voice rose to a wall. “… I’m willing to die to make amends!”

With that, Sophia grabbed a fruit knife from the table. She slashed at her own wrist without hesitation.

at that

Sophia, who was cutting her wrist. Blood flowed from her

white healer’s coat

quickly stepped

pressing hard on her bleeding

rutal force and

17: The

called out

hitting the table corner. Instant pain shot through my body. showing clearly on my pale

eyes for Sophia at that moment.

fault,” she whispered weakly. “I not only caused Healer Elena to nearly encounter danger, but also… caused her

Sophia in his arms. He looked at me

and the Blackthorne

Marcus left with Sophia and called for healers, the crowd in the corridor

straight in

made my breathing catch. Marcus’s coldness and suspicion could still

like silver daggers.

deep nail marks in my palms. But

pain.

(Marcus’s POV)

treatment. I returned to the ward and

do you

Marcus. I was too impulsive, but I

misunderstand me.”

voice trembled with emotion. “I truly want to have a good working

impression and end up implicating

long silence, I said, “You don’t need to worry about

a moment. What used to be a simple, joyful embrace

devoid of happiness.

the door. “Marcus, no matter what, you

the window absent–mindedly and hummed in

“Marcus, you’re so

(Elena’s POV)

to push it open. Sophia had seen me but

question in front of me. Marcus’s answer

Marcus to prove my innocence, what would it matter? Sophia was right – no matter

her.

myself and turned to

17 The

the afternoon, I went to law firms to inquire about case reports. I planned to find someone to

The reason

from Marcus.

had already helped me twice, and I couldn’t let him offend the Blackwood family because

leaning against the corridor wall smoking. He had apparently just returned from the

looked at me through the smoke. “Went to find lawyers? I thought you

that man named Nathan

froze, incredulous. “You

possible?” He extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray and stepped closer to me. “Why would