After Severance,Alpha Fell in Love With Ex-Luna

Chapter 92 The Fral Con

Chapter 92: The Final Confrontation

Chapter 92 The Final Confrontation

(Nathan Sterling’s POV)

I stared at the phone screen, Patricia Blackthorne’s name flashing insistently. My finger hovered over the

answer button for a moment before I declined the call.

The phone fell silent, but the weight of my decision pressed down on my chest like a stone.

(Nathan Sterling’s POV)

Elena looked puzzled as she watched me reject the call. Who was that?”

“Just a sales call, I lied smoothly, slipping the phone back into my pocket.

Inside, conflict tore at me like claws. I couldn’t afford to answer Patricia’s calls anymore. The kinder she was

to me, the more I would soften toward her and Elena.

My aim was to exploit Marcus Blackwood’s weakness, not create one for myself. Even if I harbored feelings for Elena, I would choose my family over her.

The Sterling family’s honor came first. Always.

(Elena’s Pow

After our brief time together, we parted ways outside the bistro. As soon as I got into my car, my phone rang.

“Elena?” Patricia’s voice came through, tinged with disappointment. “I tried calling Nathan several times, but

he didn’t answer. Is he busy? Maybe I’m bothering him too much.”

I remembered Nathan’s earlier action of rejecting the call. A pang of hurt shot through my chest.

After Richard’s death, Nathan’s help had made my mother see him as a son. But we were merely outsiders to

him.

“Mom, we shouldn’t bother Nathan too much in the future,” I said gently. “He must be very busy with his own

affairs.”

Patricia was quiet for a moment. “I understand, dear. I just…. I thought of him as family.”

“I know, Mom. But we need to be realistic about these things.”

“You’re right,” she sighed. “Could you pick me up? I’d like to go home.”

(Elena’s POV)

“Okay” I nodded, even though she couldn’t see me. Til be there soon.

(Patricia Blackthorne’s POV)

After ending the call, I tried to cheer myself up. David needed me to stay strong.

I went to refill my Shadow Moon Thermos Flask for him, only to find it empty. The medical break room was just down the hall.

As I approached, familiar voices drifted through the partially open door.

are there Whitmore Pack Guards outside David’s room?” someone

replied.

The second voice belonged to

has manipulative skills. Both Nathan and Adrian helping her. But she can’t possibly know that

My blood turned cold.

to investigate me is a joke,” Sophia continued with cruel

to someone else in the room. “Nurse Rebecca Hayes,

Suppressant Serum as planned”

if we’re caught?” a

find a scapegoat if things

(Patricia Blackthorne’s POV)

David,” Sophia said with vicious satisfaction. “And make Elena know

then, the door burst open as I pushed

(Sophia Rivers‘ POV)

doorway, pale and trembling with rage. Her eyes burned with fury I’d

responsible for

Hayes whimpered in fear. “Please,

turned and fled toward

gave chase, shouting for me

(Sophia Rivers‘ POV)

Medical Center Stairwell, my Sophia’s Crimson Stiletto

faster than

to me at the

spinning me

railing. Behind me yawned the height of a dozen floors. The traffic on the

found my neck. “You killed them! You destroyed

(Sophia Rivers‘ POV)

pulled at Patricia,

truth was finally out,

was responsible for their deaths,” I taunted, “your son–in–law

like physical blows. Her face crumpled with

The

(Sophia Rivers‘ POV)

and Elena are all

are on my

her eyes, but I could see her powerlessness

declared, her voice

(Sophia Rivers‘ POV)

lunged at me with

Hayes tried

edge. She lost

(Sophia Rivers‘ POV)

through me as I realized what was

I called to

weight pulling at my grip. Her eyes met mine with a strange

(Patricia Blackthorne’s POV)

up at Sophia’s wrist. Beneath

clearly

pigeon blood,

years ago. The neighbors had whispered that the red

was a bad

me, it hadn’t mattered. She was my

(Patricia Blackthorne’s POV)

at Sophia, my eyes filling with tears. The tragic irony of it

for.

(Sophia Rivers‘ POV)

regained my composure amidst the chaos. Why had I tried to save Patricia in the first

was merely a reflex.