Chapter 115

Sarah gave a small, emotionless smile. “I wouldn’t have come if I wasn’t sure.”

Her tone was calm, almost indifferent. But Vincent knew better. He studied her face, searching for cracks

in her composure.

The woman in front of him had always been strong willed, full of warmth and patience, yet today, there was something cold in her demeanor. It wasn’t bitterness or anger–it was emptiness.

Then, as he flipped through the agreement again, his eyes narrowed at one particular section. “Custody of Alex,” he muttered. “You’re not contesting it?”

Leo, who had been standing by the window, his arms crossed, turned at those words.

He had been silent throughout the meeting, watching, observing. But now, he couldn’t hold back.

“Sarah, you love Alex,” Leo said quietly, his deep voice tinged with disbelief. “You’re giving up custody without a fight?”

Vincent expected some kind of reaction–a flash of pain, a moment of hesitation–but Sarah simply

nodded.

“Yes,” she answered softly. “I’m not fighting for him.”

Leo’s jaw tightened. He knew Sarah better than most. She was a woman who valued relationships deeply, a woman who loved fiercely.

Alex had been the center of her world. For her to make such a decision, something drastic must have

happened.

“What did he do?” Leo asked, his voice lower now, almost gentle.

Sarah exhaled, but her expression remained unreadable. “Nothing that matters anymore.”

Whatever Alex had done–whether it was something like neglect, or outright rejection–it had been enough to break something inside her. Enough to make her walk

and continued his review. “Well, from a legal standpoint, this is favorable to you. Arnold is shouldering all the risks. If anything goes wrong with the

assets were just trivial details. “Then let’s finalize

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hapter

and signed

acceptance.

down, Vincent leaned back in his

in his office, reviewing a

scratch of his pen against the paper came to a sudden stop when

you’re available for the next steps–the rejection ceremony before the elders, finalizing everything with the werewolf

second, Arnold didn’t respond. His fingers tightened slightly around the pen. Then, as if nothing had happened,

the subtle shift in Arnold’s tone.

been expecting this outcome

Vincent said before

The city lights blurred

emotionally. Yet there was no

street leading to her house,

*“Mom?“*

voice. A

slightly, but she said nothing.

His voice was cautious at

the steering wheel tighter, her lips pressing into a thin

**Mom?**

the first time, she chose

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Chapter 115

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