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-”

could finish, another line rang.

phones were

ringing phones barely

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and forth, answering inquiries, arranging meetings, and managing the overwhelming influx of interest in

brand–was still in its early stages, yet the industry

and businessmen alike were eager to get involved, turning the office

samples while Leo stood beside her,

gestured at it.

reached for the receiver, pressing it to her ear. “Star Studio, this is Sarah

as if caught off guard. Then, a

“Sarah?”

tightened slightly around

a moment, neither of them spoke. The name alone stirred up memories–some sharp, some

pick up.” His voice was smooth, professional, but

was I,” Sarah admitted, her voice steady despite

his throat. “I’m calling to discuss a

as Sarah was about to respond, the phone was abruptly pulled from

impassive. His voice, however, carried an

to discuss, you can talk to

beat of silence before Cole let out a light chuckle. “I see. Well,

desk, his tone polite but distant. “We appreciate the interest. What exactly are

proposing?”

explained. “I thought we could meet for dinner and discuss