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

Chapter 117

Charles’s eyes widened slightly. “She really went through with it?”

Vincent nodded. “No hesitation.”

Arnold picked up the envelope, his fingers brushing over the smooth paper. He opened it and skimmed through the contents, his expression unreadable.

He had expected this. He had known it was coming.

And yet, as he read over her signature at the bottom, something about it felt strangely final.

He closed the folder and set it down.

“There’s more property and shares involved than I expected,” Arnold said evenly. “It’ll take time to process everything.”

Vincent shrugged. “That’s your part to handle. Let me know when it’s done.”

Charles, who had been silently observing, shook his head in disbelief. “I really thought she’d hold out

longer.”

Vincent exhaled. “No. She’s already let go.”

Arnold said nothing. He leaned back in his chair, staring at the papers for a long moment before finally moving them to the side.

There was work to do.

Meanwhile, across the city, at Starline Studio, the office phone was ringing non–stop.

Employees rushed back and forth, trying to keep up with the flood of calls.

One assistant groaned as she picked up the phone yet again. “Hello, Starline Studio-”

finish, another line rang.

phones were practically

ringing phones barely paused

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meetings, and managing the overwhelming influx of interest in studio’s latest project.

early stages, yet the industry had already

designers, and businessmen alike were eager to get involved, turning the office into a battlefield of negotiations.

at her desk, flipping through fabric samples while Leo stood beside her, reviewing the

gestured at it. “Can

pressing it to her ear. “Star Studio, this is Sarah

hesitated for a second, as if caught off guard. Then, a familiar

“Sarah?”

tightened slightly around the

The name

voice was smooth, professional, but there was something in his tone that suggested

her voice steady despite the

cleared his throat. “I’m calling to discuss

respond, the phone was abruptly

the receiver, his expression impassive. His voice, however, carried an edge of cool detachment.

to discuss, you can talk

a beat of silence before Cole let out a light chuckle. “I see. Well, I was hoping to explore an

leaned against the desk, his tone polite but distant. “We appreciate the interest.

proposing?”

be in town for business,” Cole explained. “I thought we could meet