Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

Chapter 27 The Battle of Pretenses

Mc Crawford

I frowned slightly, watching as Eleanor entered with Wendy’s hand in hers.

“Dad, how are you feeling? Wendy came especially to see you,” Eleanor said, looking at Richard.

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“Hello, Mr. Holbrook.” Wendy put on her best good girl look. “I heard you were sick and wanted to visit sooner, but I didn’t want to disturb you.

Richard’s smile faded slightly as he responded with mild politeness.

I immediately noticed he wasn’t charmed by Wendy’s t and was well aware of her intentions toward Caden. It was clear to him that Eleanor favored Wendy and didn’t think I was good enough.

But she didn’t know that, in Richard’s eyes, I was worth thousand times more than her chosen candidate. He was the only one who knew my true identity, so he was set on getting me and Caden together.

Mom, what are you doing here?” Caden’s expression turned dark the moment he saw Wendy.

“Wendy’s just being thoughtful and wanted to check on Dad. She happened to be free today, so we came together, Eleanor replied with a warm smile, giving Wendy a subtle nudge closer to Caden.

Wendy wasted no time stepping between Caden and me, clinging tightly to him and practically shoving

me off.

I pressed my lips together. Eleanor didn’t like me; she brought Wendy here just to put me in my place.

And Wendy thought she could push me around? If I weren’t keeping my Alpha strength under wraps, a tiny shove would send this delicate young lady flying.

Wendy was practically melting against Caden, gazing at him with open admiration. “Caden, my brother’s coming back soon. Let’s all get together then, alright?”

Without missing a beat, Caden turned her down coldly. “I’m busy”

and Freya barked a supportive “Yes!”

looked disappointed but persisted, ‘Are you really

took a long stride forward, slipped an arm around my waist,

I leaned into him with a playful smile.

looked down at me with ‘adoring‘

What a fake!

are we?

back, but he didn’t even

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had to go on, and honestly, seeing Wendy’s forced smile was worth it.

simile. Then she presented a gift she’d brought for Richard. She smiled sweetly, doing her best to look geile and considerate. “Mr. Richard, this is the finest

I’m not sure they have things like this up in Winterfell, way up north. You probably haven’t come across it before. I’d be happy to

and clear. I replied coolly, “No

to be finished. “Ms. Sinclair, did you bring anything for

challengingly, probably thinking that, as a country bumpkin Omega. I hadn’t bothered to bring any gift at all. She was relentless in her attempt to put me down.

who the real lady from a prestigious family was, the one fit for Caden. Tonight’s visit to

win over Richard, leave me embarrassed, and position herself as

Against me? She’d seriously underestimated her opponent.

butler, Leslie, to bring over my case. I opened it carefully, took out a framed

closely. “Picara Voss! A true

painting. On the canvas was a serene young woman with closed eyes and golden hair flowing behind her–a piece of artwork capturing the

the gift. With this world–renowned masterpiece in his hands, I’d hit the mark perfectly and

she blurted out, “Ms. Sinclair, what’s the meaning of bringing a

with this gift–it was no fake. She just assumed that

Richard’s judgment is so poor he can’t tell real from fake?” I smiled,

what meant. But Picara Voss’s original works are priceless. Where did you get