Alpha’s Regret Pregnant Rejected Luna

Chapter 78

Bella could feel her irritation rise as she continued listening to the man..

“Listen…” he was about to continue when, at that very moment, the door swung open and Ethan stood there. Bella ripped the phone from her ear immediately, her head snapping to the open door where Ethan stood, a questioning look etched on his face.

He stepped into the room, and Bella stood, attempting to appear composed, the phone clutched tightly in her hands.

“You’re home early,” she stated almost breathlessly, her words carrying a hint of surprise attempting to deflect any suspicion that might arise from the abrupt end to her secretive conversation.

“Yes,” he replied, his eyes searching her features with a discerning intensity.

“Is something wrong?” he asked, his brows furrowing suspiciously, as if sensing a disturbance in the atmosphere.

“Huh?” she asked, looking up with wide, innocent eyes, a practiced guise of normalcy.

“No nothing,” she denied immediately, attempting to deflect any scrutiny.

You sure? You sounded like you were having an issue.” he queried, his gaze briefly flickering towards her phone, catching the subtle unease in her demeanor as her grip around it tightened even more.

“It’s nothing, just one of the artists. He’s demanding to be paid more for the exhibition where we’re displaying his paintings,” she explained,her attempt at casualness at odds with the tight grip on the phone, casting shadows of secrecy in the room.

Ethan’s features relaxed as he processed her explanation.

“You should arrive at a decision before starting; that’s not legal. Do you need my help? Need me to step in?” he offered, displaying a genuine concern for her predicament.

“It sounds serious,” he observed, his attention fully on her.

she replied immediately, her denial quick and

Ethan probed, seeking

severity of the issue. Ethan, however, continued to stare at her, a lingering doubt

in his gaze.

assured, maintaining her stance, knowing she had to sound. convincing to dissuade Ethan from delving further

she insisted, her words laced with determination as she tried to

heavy with unspoken tension, as he studied her

trail of unanswered questions. With that, he turned and headed towards their bedroom, the atmosphere still carrying the

room, shutting the door he had

eyes and curious ears. The call remained connected, a lingering thread connecting her to the shadows of her clandestine dealings. “Oh, was that Mr. Wild?” Gabriel sneered through the phone, his malicious tone cutting through

sarcasm. “Stop it, Bella said,

lie? I thought you said you were done?” he sneered, reveling in the apparent contradiction

him, he continued, breaking into laughter

evident in her voice

taunts.

seemingly finding amusement

a moment, you were done with all the lies and tired of our little transactions and wanted to come clean,” he chuckled more then broke into full laughter. Suddenly, he stopped laughing, his tone turning cold and

cutting through the

use the company’s own, so it doesn’t arouse suspicion. But it has to be tomorrow,” she explained, attempting to

with the thoughts of how to have the amount wired to

thundered the moment he picked up, her irritation evident in

money today, so I borrowed it to you today, with an interest, of course, twenty thousand,” he stated gleefully, his tone indicating a twisted satisfaction at

she asked, struggling to comprehend the audacity

how business works. I need the money you owe me, so what else do I do? I borrow. So now you’ve got to pay me

even have the energy to argue. With a frustrated sigh, she hung up the phone, tossing it away as if trying to