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

Chapter 118

Leo’s grip on the phone tightened just slightly. “I’ll consider it.” His tone was polite, but there was no

warmth in it.

Clark, sensing the lack of enthusiasm, didn’t push. “Of course. I’ll wait for your response.”

After hanging up, Leo placed the phone aside and exhaled lightly.

Sarah, who had been observing quietly, spoke up. “If the opportunity is good, you shouldn’t let personal issues affect business.”

Leo turned to her, his gaze steady. “You’re one of the shareholders, too. Your opinion matters just as much.”

She wasn’t expecting that response. For so long, she had been treated as an afterthought in business discussions. But here, Leo wasn’t just considering her involvement–he was valuing it.

A small smile ghosted her lips. “Then let’s consider it purely from a business standpoint.”

Leo nodded. “We’ll review the proposal carefully.”

A few days later, the steady hum of discussion filled the office as Sarah and Leo reviewed their latest project updates.

Papers were spread across the desk, fabric samples stacked neatly to one side.

Leo was in the middle of explaining a revised strategy when the receptionist hesitated at the doorway, looking uncertain.

Before she could speak, a firm set of footsteps echoed down the hall.

Cole.

The air in the room shifted instantly, an invisible pull of tension stretching between Sarah and the man who had just entered.

He walked in with quiet confidence, a neatly prepared folder in his hands. His presence alone was enough to stir something in the atmosphere–something unspoken, something unresolved.

but not like this. Meanwhile, Sarah’s fingers

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stopped a few feet from the desk, nodding politely, “I hope

relaxed. “Depends. What brings

contact, Cole placed the folder on the desk. “A

flipping through it briefly before–without a

gaze flickered between them, his expression briefly unreadable before settling on Sarah. He hadn’t expected

she worked at Starline Studio, another to see her so deeply involved. There was a weight in his stare,

wasn’t just part of the background anymore. She

others made decisions.

here. She belonged here.

accepted the folder, her fingers brushing against the crisp paper as she

if he were searching for a reaction–any flicker

engrossed in the file but could feel the warmth

her gaze, she met his stare directly, her expression steady.

lips pressed into a thin line, but he didn’t

was calm, professional, but there was something else beneath it–something quieter. “I wouldn’t have brought it if I didn’t think it was worth

a measured breath, flipping through the pages.

sincere,” she acknowledged, her tone polite but noncommittal. “However, there are other

reply.”

his easygoing demeanor unwavering.

back slightly in his chair, nodding in

completely reasonable,” he said, his voice calm. “Comparing options is part of

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