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.

outside David’s room?”

voice replied. “Adrian Whitmore arranged

froze. The second voice belonged to Sophia

skills. Both Nathan and Adrian helping her. But she can’t possibly

My blood turned cold.

idea of Elena using Nathan to investigate me is

the room. “Nurse Rebecca Hayes,

Suppressant Serum as planned”

caught?” a trembling

a scapegoat if things go south,”

(Patricia Blackthorne’s POV)

get David,” Sophia said with vicious satisfaction. “And

then, the door burst open as I

(Sophia Rivers‘ POV)

rage. Her eyes

responsible

Rebecca Hayes whimpered in fear. “Please, let’s discuss

through me. I turned and fled toward the

gave chase, shouting for

(Sophia Rivers‘ POV)

the Medical Center Stairwell, my Sophia’s Crimson Stiletto Heels clicking against the floor.

faster than I

up to me at

me!” Patricia grabbed my arm, spinning me around. “Did you kill

me yawned the height of a dozen floors. The traffic on the road below looked like tiny

“You killed

(Sophia Rivers‘ POV)

at Patricia, giving me a chance to

smiled triumphantly. The truth was finally out,

I taunted, “your son–in–law

physical blows.

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(Sophia Rivers‘ POV)

closer, my voice dripping with malice. “You and Elena are all that

are on

eyes, but I could

fight you,” she declared, her voice breaking. “I won’t let you

(Sophia Rivers‘ POV)

lunged at me with

us struggled against the railing. Nurse Rebecca Hayes tried to

Patricia was pushed toward the edge. She lost her balance and

(Sophia Rivers‘ POV)

grabbed her hand. Panic flooded through me as I realized what

me!” I called to

pulling at my grip. Her eyes met mine with

(Patricia Blackthorne’s POV)

edge, I looked up at Sophia’s wrist. Beneath her

clearly

pigeon blood, shining brightly

my daughter’s birth twenty years ago. The neighbors

was a

it hadn’t mattered. She was my daughter, lost

(Patricia Blackthorne’s POV)

tears. The tragic irony of it all

searched for. The one

(Sophia Rivers‘ POV)

the chaos. Why had I tried to save Patricia in the

was merely a reflex.