Crippled Luna's Farewell: Half A Life Without My Alpha's Deadly Deception

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“Arnold, I-”

“I don’t have time for this.” His voice was cold, clipped. A second later, the line went dead.

Sarah stared at the screen in disbelief. The rejection wasn’t surprising, but it still hurt. The last glimmer of hope she had shattered in an instant.

Clara, sitting beside her, scoffed in frustration. “That man has no conscience! He’s rolling in money, yet he won’t spare a cent to help you?”

Before Sarah could respond, the auctioneer’s voice rang out.

“Fifty–five million! Going once… going twice… sold!”

The sound of the gavel hitting the podium echoed through the room. Linda had won.

Sarah forced herself to remain calm, but deep inside, a storm raged. She knew exactly why Linda had done this–not because she cared about the item, but because she wanted to prove a point. Arnold, who used to buy her gifts without hesitation, was now doing the same for Linda.

Clara huffed, crossing her arms. “Throwing away money just to compete with you–how pathetic.”

Sarah didn’t reply. Instead, she exhaled slowly, trying to suppress the bitterness welling inside her. She hadn’t cared about Arnold’s wealth before, and she wouldn’t start now.

But Linda wasn’t done.

Every time Sarah bid on an item, Linda would immediately raise the price. It became clear that continuing would be pointless. After the third attempt, Sarah simply placed her paddle down.

Linda’s laughter was light but mocking. “Oh? Not bidding anymore? That’s a shame, Sarah. I was having so much fun.”

Sarah met her gaze evenly. “Glad to hear it.”

as if none of it mattered. But as the auction ended, she was already thinking of other ways to find a

arrived at Arnold’s villa to pick up

grand estate loomed ahead, its towering iron

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morning sun cast golden streaks across the marble façade of the house.

felt cold to her–silent, imposing, too perfect to be

clicking

cedar and expensive cologne lingered in the air. Just as she was about to call for Alex, the housekeeper appeared, carrying a small, delicate gift box

to give this to you,”

out, her fingers brushing against the

felt heavier than it should have. A strange unease

ribbon and lifting

The very same one from the auction. The one she

Her breath hitched.

Beneath the carving lay another item–one of the lots she had been forced to abandon when Linda kept raising

In her

them all

If she was right, then Arnold had purchased these as a

churned. Was this his way of making a statement?

further, small arms wrapped around her

eyes full of excitement. “Can we

hesitated. “I have something to do

“You’re

just quiet disappointment. He let go of her and turned away, but his

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sighed. Guilt tugged