Alpha Hayley's Destined Mate by Andrea Townsend

hapter 295 Just an Amateur

Hayley’s POV:

Seeing Benjamin’s surprised expression, I simply replied, “I know a little.”

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Ivana quickly realized she just slipped and immediately sent me a message through her mind, Wait, Benjamin doesn’t know about your other identities? Sorry, it slip.

She shot me an apologetic glance, then quickly added, was just joking. Hayz’s skills are pretty basic, it’s better left to a professional designer.”

Though Ivana said this. Benjamin still gave me a skeptical look, clearly unconvinced.

Thelplessly avoided his gaze.

After dropping Ivana off at the Southwells, she couldn’t wait to get out of the car and threw herself into her grandmother’s arms, saying. “Mominy, I missed you so much!”

Once Ivana arrived, the house felt noticeably livelier. Even Grandpa and Grandma’s smiles seemned brighter.

A week passed by quickly. One morning. Benjamin sent me a message and said, “Get downstairs after you

wake up, I’m waiting for you in the parking lot.”

Still half–asleep, I reached for my phone. Reading his message, any trace of sleepiness disappeared.

Hera began to stir, excited. Following her lead, I rolled out of bed, walked over to the window, and opened the curtains.

Sure enough, I saw Benjamin in the yard.

Was he up to something so early in the morning?

After getting dressed and freshening up, I went downstairs and stepped outside. “What’s going on? You need something?”

at me and opened the car door. “Get in. I’m taking

face, a little suspicious, but I still got in the car. Soon, the vehicle started.

drove off.

to Tanner’s

you have an appointment?‘ the

here to see Tanner. He

this, the receptionist immediately said, “Please

finished speaking. Tanner walked out from inside. He greeted Benjamin

his attention to

little uneasy, but he

can come

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receptionist realized Benjamin was the Alpha of the Midnight Pack

bowed to him. “Alpha.”

corrected Tanner and

my hand

with various fabrics, machines, and mannequins. wearing different styles of

and then handed me a stack of

are the initial designs for your gown. I also made a finished version for you to try. Let me

feel like

all, I was just an amateur

just brought me here for this?”

looked at me and replied, “Aunt Ivana told me you had an interest in fashion, so I thought, if you could design your own gown, it would

spread in my chest and I

I had to

to playful and cute. Each design

gaze landed on one design. “This one’s

for you, tailored to your unique presence. The finished version