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.

Whitmore Pack Guards outside David’s room?” someone asked. ‘Is it Marcus’s

another voice replied.

voice belonged

Adrian helping her. But she can’t possibly

My blood turned cold.

Elena using Nathan to investigate me

room. “Nurse Rebecca Hayes, inject David with the

Suppressant Serum as planned”

caught?” a trembling

a scapegoat if things go south,” Sophia replied

(Patricia Blackthorne’s POV)

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

door burst open as

(Sophia Rivers‘ POV)

with rage. Her eyes burned with fury I’d never

you?” Patricia’s voice shook. “Were you responsible for my

whimpered in fear. “Please, let’s discuss

I turned and

shouting for me

(Sophia Rivers‘ POV)

toward the Medical Center Stairwell, my Sophia’s Crimson Stiletto Heels

was faster

me at

arm, spinning me around. “Did you kill

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

found my neck. “You killed

(Sophia Rivers‘ POV)

pulled at Patricia, giving me a chance to

triumphantly. The truth was finally

I was responsible for their deaths,” I taunted,

words hit Patricia like physical blows. Her

The Final

(Sophia Rivers‘ POV)

dripping with malice. “You and

on

burned in her eyes, but I

she declared, her voice

(Sophia Rivers‘ POV)

me with

Hayes tried

was pushed toward the edge. She lost her balance and fell over the

(Sophia Rivers‘ POV)

I grabbed her hand. Panic flooded through

to

in the air, her weight pulling at my grip. Her eyes met mine with

(Patricia Blackthorne’s POV)

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

clearly

birthmark, resembling pigeon blood,

twenty years ago. The neighbors

was a

hadn’t mattered. She was

(Patricia Blackthorne’s POV)

with tears. The tragic irony of it all overwhelmed

daughter. The one I’d searched for. The one who had

(Sophia Rivers‘ POV)

the chaos. Why had I tried to save Patricia

was merely a reflex.