Counterback of the Despised Luna

Chapter 55 My Call

Finished

“Enough!” 1 interrupted Queenie, my voice firm and unyielding. “Rosaline and Ryan are only friends. Stop making baseless accusations.

Despite my words, an image surfaced in my mind–Rosaline at the bar, her voice carrying through the air as she sang for Ryan. It was a memory 1 hadn’t wanted, yet it lingered.

1 clenched my jaw, tension rippling through me. No one spoke, the weight of my frustration silencing the room. Without another glance. I walked back to my office. Yet as I sat at my desk, I couldn’t concentrate.

The thought of Rosaline and Ryan together refused to leave me alone,

I turned to the papers before me, flipping through them aimlessly. The words blurred together, refusing to form in my mind.

A knock sounded at the door, breaking the cycle of my thoughts. Beta Yale stepped inside, a file in his hands. “Mr. Holbrook, I need your signature on this.”

I took the file, signed where needed, and handed it back. As Yale turned to leave, I spoke without thinking. “Yale, if a woman doesn’t think much of a man, why would that be?”

He stopped, clearly taken aback. Turning slowly, he gave me a questioning look. “What are you getting at,

I repeated the question, this time with more resolve. Yale paused, then tilted his head in thought.

“I’m not sure who you’re talking about, but maybe she doesn’t think the man is good enough for her.”

His answer hit harder than I expected, leaving a strange unease in its wake.

“Leave,” I said, dismissing him.

Yale exited without another word, and I leaned back in my chair, his words replaying in my mind.

Rosaline doesn’t think I’m good enough?

How could she possibly see me that way?

The thought gnawed at me, persistent and maddening. I couldn’t let it rest.

the phone, I

through, steady

then hung up

Rosaline’s POV:

figure out what Caden wanted this

smallest reasons, as though he needed an excuse

up to the 18th floor and walked directly to

55 My Call

his clear voice rang out.

Finished

his desk, his jacket draped over the sofa like an afterthought

wore a simple white shirt with the top buttons undone, revealing just enough of his cheut to hint at the strength beneath. His striking features made him look like he’d stepped out

His eyes were fixed on the screen as his hand moved

frozen, staring. It was no wonder people said he was a

with his injured hand, he’d chosen work over

like?” His lips curved faintly, his

throat and looked away. I didn’t realize I’d been staring “Why did

with Fostrau’s reps this afternoon?” he asked, finally pausing. He leaned back in his chair. crossing one leg

His interest in this project

he planning something I didn’t know

want specifics,” he said, his gaze sharp and unwavering

focused on next steps. I’m organizing the notes now and will send you a full update soon.

but his voice

“What is it?”

-What

slightly. “You forgot

stared, caught off guard. “You can do

before he spoke. “As the one who saved

to the Eclipse Pack couldn’t even manage applying a bit

already healed, leaving no sign of

his pride, could

annoyed look. “I’ll do it. Where’s

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