Alpha Hayley’s Destined Mate

Chapter 33 Why Is It Him?

Hayley’s POV:

The tennis open tournament arrived before I could arrange a meeting with Paul.

Finished

On the day of my first match, everyone had other important commitments, so it was Henry who drove me to the venue.

He was in a rush too. As soon as he dropped me off, he was ready to head back.

Before leaving, he couldn’t resist throwing in some snak. Hayley, if you’re struggling to keep up with your opponent, it’s okay to forfeit early. Don’t let those strong Beta–level players hurt you. After all, you’re just a weak Omega. Your physical abilities can’t compare to theirs.

I raised an eyebrow, smirking as I asked, ‘Are you that certain I’m going to lose?”

Henry’s expression was a picture of disbelief as if to say “Do you really think you have a chance?”

I didn’t bother arguing further and left him with one final remark. “Remember, a ber’s a bet

With that, I walked into the court without looking back

My opponent was a professional tennis player, a mid–level Beta ranked in the top 200 globally. After two hours, I easily defeated her 6-2, 6-1, moving on to the next round without breaking much of a sweat.

When we shook hands after the match, she stared at me in disbelief and muttered, “Are you really just some unknown Omega?”

To that, I could only apologize silently. I’m not an Omega at all; I’m a full–blooded Alpha.

On the court, my numerous aces nearly drove her to the point of collapse. Despite masking my true identity, my natural Alpha reflexes and physical strength were far superior.

I exited the court, a car horn caught my attention. A sleek Audi

grinning as usual, eager to please. “Alpha, hop

Thomas to pick me up, but I opened the door and got in without hesitation. The car sped off.

incredible on the court! If I hadn’t been tied up with business for the Shadow Pack like you asked,

was today’s match?”

answered casually. Thomas burst out laughing. “Alpha, you could at least pretend to be humble.”

real reason you

chuckled. Alpha, let me treat you to a meal first, and then

well–he wouldn’t have come looking

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meal

that, he floored the gas pedal, and the car shot down

me to

Finished

We selected a private, discreet

cut to the chase. “Well,

and handed it over. “Hehe, Alpha, you know me too well. You can always tell

with the small talk. Spill it‘

other side has upped their offer to 50 million dollars, and from the

paused mid–sip, frowning slightly. “Do we know who’s behind the offer?”

uttered a name. “It’s

wine in my mouth tasted like water. I set my glass down. “Why is it him?”

interested in you. Why not meet with him? Besides, we can’t exactly turn down that kind of money,

reject the idea outright, but then I remembered the tennis match. The information Benjamin had provided

need a lot of funding. With 50 million dollars,

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