Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

Chapter 22 An Apology is in Order

Roseline’s POV:

With the accusation against me cleared up, it was time to see what Wendy would do next.

I pressed the waitress, “If you stole the ring, how did it end up in my bag?”

Finished

I had planned to take the ring when I finished my shift,” she explained, nervously wiping her tears. “But I didn’t expect Ms. Crawford to notice the ring was missing so quickl

and then she had the security guards looking for it everywhere. I was afraid of getting caught, so while no one was paying attention, I hid the ring in your bag. Ms. Sinclair.”

Her voice trembled as she continued, “Please forgive me. My mother’s really sick and needs surgery. desperate.”

“Did someone tell you to do this?” I pressed, my voice cold.

“N–no, it was my decision alone,‘ she insisted, eyes flickering anxiously in Wendy’s direction.

Wendy quickly cut in, biting her lip. “Forget it. Now that the ring’s back, and since you did it for your mother’s sake, I won’t hold this against you.”

I was

“Oh, thank you, Ms. Crawford! Thank you so much.” The waitress bowed down, apologizing to Wendy over and over.

not what you

could drop this so easily, she would have had another thing coming.

been returned to its rightful owner and Wendy has said she won’t pursue this any further, let’s consider the matter closed. Seeing that Wendy was left speechless by Roseline’s retort, Raymond tapped her shoulder with

motioned for the police chief to escort the waitress away,

on,” I said, stepping in front of her.

thought she could just walk out of here? I wasn’t about to let her

you want?” Wendy snapped, her eyes

a taunting smile. “Ms. Crawford, were you really planning on just leaving? You and whole

You even wanted to haul me off to the police station. Now that

words, her face turning red.

apologize to some country bumpkin Omega like me probably bruised her precious ego. but if she could smear my name, she could

to Roseline,” Caden’s low, authoritative voice broke the silence. He’d been observing quietly, but

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An Apology is

repressed anger as she muttered, “I’m

Finished

I pretended to strain to hear. “What was that?

contain her anger. She raised her voice slightly and gritted her teeth, forcing out the words:

words, she couldn’t hold it in any longer and spun around,

throat and said to me, “I sincerely apologize,

time something like this happens, Alpha, I hope you’ll investigate more and avoid making snap judgments. It’s a bad look,

his Alpha presence pressing down on me. Several nearby