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.”

if none of it mattered. But as the auction ended, she was

villa to pick up Alex for

loomed ahead, its towering iron

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neatly trimmed hedges, and the early morning sun cast

its beauty, the place always felt cold to her–silent, imposing,

stepped inside, her heels clicking

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

give this to you,” the maid

hesitated before reaching out, her fingers brushing against the fine wrapping paper. The weight

felt heavier than it should have. A strange unease settled in her stomach.

the ribbon and lifting the

carving. The very same one from the auction. The one she had wanted so badly for

Her breath hitched.

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

were here. In her

bought them all

Sarah simply stared at them, her thoughts a tangled mess. If she was right, then Arnold had purchased these as a birthday gift for her grandmother. Not just from him–but from them, as husband and

churned. Was this his way of making

further, small arms

blue eyes full of excitement.

hesitated. “I have something to do today, Alex.”

smile faltered. “You’re

no tantrum, no complaints, just quiet disappointment. He let go of her and turned

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tugged