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

Chapter 133

Chapter 133

Dalton blinked.

His amusement subsided slightly, assuming that Leo had greeted her in advance.

He quickly hid the hint of disappointment and responded coldly, “Good cooperation.”

As they pulled up to the grand entrance of the hotel, the warm glow of chandeliers spilled onto the pavement, reflecting off the polished cars waiting at the valet. The evening air carried a crisp chill, a stark contrast to the tension that suddenly thickened the atmosphere.

Sarah stepped out of the car, her heels clicking softly against the marble steps.

Leo followed closely behind, his sharp gaze scanning their surroundings with habitual caution.

Just as they were about to head toward the elevator, Dalton came to a sudden halt, his attention snapping

to a familiar pair walking in from the opposite entrance.

Arnold and Linda.

For a brief moment, Dalton hesitated before deciding to acknowledge them. His lips curled into a practiced smile as he adjusted his jacket and took a step forward.

Leo and Sarah, however, shared a quick glance. They had no interest in lingering. Without a word, they walked straight to the elevator, their steps synchronized, their backs straight with quiet resolve.

Linda noticed this and felt a sting of dissatisfaction in her chest. They didn’t even spare her a second

glance.

She turned her attention back to Dalton, offering a delicate smile. “So, did you manage to secure the partnership?” she asked, her voice smooth but carrying an undertone of curiosity.

gaze with an air

in her eyes before she concealed it behind another practiced smile. Because of

d caused

his attachment to her–tha the initial

as well.

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as ever about not working with Dalton before.

how had

this mean that when push came to shove, Len prioritized

fingers curled slightly at

wasn’t as

ripple of satisfaction through her.

she said lightly,

a short nod before stepping out of the elevator as soon

lingered momentarily on Sarah. She had been… measured tonight. Not cold, not openly hostile–just distant, as if she had long since set aside whatever resentment

necessarily a good thing.

associates, exchanged serious conversations about business prospects. The clinking of glasses and soft

risks.

steady pace. She listened without showing much interest, speaking

ignore her, soon found himself noticing something peculiar.

did interject, her insights were

merely present as a courtesy–perhaps out of obligation to Leo–but her input held weight. She wasn’t just

She had strength.

eyes slightly, intrigued despite himself.

she excused herself and walked toward the restroom. The momentary absence of her presence seemed to shift