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

were practically

ringing phones barely paused between

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scurried back and forth, answering inquiries, arranging meetings, and managing the overwhelming

yet the industry had already caught wind of

and businessmen alike were eager to get involved,

through fabric samples while Leo stood beside her, reviewing the initial brand strategy. Despite the surrounding chaos, they

Without looking up, Leo gestured at

the receiver, pressing it to her ear. “Star Studio, this is Sarah speaking.”

voice on the other end hesitated for a second, as if caught off guard. Then,

“Sarah?”

fingers tightened slightly around the receiver.

spoke. The name alone stirred up

up.” His voice was smooth, professional, but there was something

admitted, her voice

“I’m calling to discuss

respond, the phone was abruptly pulled from her

impassive. His voice, however, carried

to discuss, you

see. Well, I was

distant. “We appreciate the interest. What exactly

proposing?”

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