Chapter 33 Furious

Caden was the head of the Four Great Packs in Rivemo and the rightful heir of the Eclipse Pack

Finister

He controlled dozens of companies under his name, with a combined market value in the hundreds of billions.

If there was anyone you didn’t want to cross, it was Cad

It was obvious from Dale’s reaction to Wendy and me earlier that he’d pieced together I had an unusual connection with Caden. That’s probably why he decided to step in.

I patted Dale on the shoulder, signaling that I didn’t need his protection.

Wendy and Lilian, those two low–level nuisances, were no match for me.

But Dale had already called in two werewolf warriors, who stood intimidatingly in front of Wendy and Lilian, blocking their path.

Seeing this, Wendy had no choice but to back down; being from another pack, she knew better than to challenge werewolf warriors–she’d only end up defeated.

“Ms. Sinclair, my sincerest apologies for not treating you better earlier. Please forgive us!”

I chuckled. Dale was proving to be quite perceptive. I decided then and there to give all my future orders

to them.

I nodded in acknowledgment, thanked Dale, and turned to leave.

As for Wendy, I didn’t care what conclusions she jumped to. It wasn’t like Caden, with his hectic schedule, would bother with such a trivial matter.

Still, seeing Wendy–that witch–gritting her teeth in frustration filled me with undeniable satisfaction.

Night fell, and by seven o’clock, I arrived on time for my appointment.

Chroma Lounge was Rivemon’s most luxurious bar, a place frequented exclusively by the wealthy and powerful werewolves.

“Rosie! O

here!” Ryan was already in a private booth, drinking and playing drinking

your new

chair for me. “Rosie, sit here. What would you like to drink? How about some red wine? Let me pour

much of a drinker, so I smiled and shook my head. “No

gave me a pleading look as he poured half at glass of

me toasting you. Ryan, happy birthday!” I didn’t decline further and drank

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Chapter 33 Furious

a while until a beautiful voice floated through the bar,

Fincher

gown was singing Her shoulder–length wavy hair and charming demeanor captivated the audience, and her voice was soft and melodious.

I think

nodded. “She’s

“Not bad, but she’s nowhere near as good as you. Rosie, it’s been so long since I’ve heard you sing. Why don’t you

cheering. “Rosie,

with hopeful

left a deep impression

the center of the bar and nodded slightly. “Okay.”

allowed customers to request songs. Amid the enthusiastic applause, I slowly made my way to the stage, dressed

dear

began, I parted my lips and

spread across the entire

Caden’s POV:

floor, I kept my eyes fixed on the stage, where

a deal,

meeting someone at a bar, but I hadn’t thought much of

expression and quickly tried to curry favor. “Mr. Holbrook, please try this

at the green glass in his hand and found

even realize what she

here she

each passing

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