Chapter 138

Dalton relaxed slightly, grateful for the shift in topic. "Yes, I'm here to discuss a partnership with the head of STARLINE Studios."

Before the conversation could continue, Linda interjected, as if remembering something.

"Dalton, I'm actually launching a fashion brand soon," she said with an easy smile. "If you're interested, perhaps we could collaborate."

Dalton's heart leaped at the opportunity. A chance to work closely with Linda? He didn't need to think twice. "I'd be honored," he said immediately.

But as soon as the words left his mouth, a hint of unease settled in his chest.

*Would Arnold see this as a provocation?*

After all, werewolves were notoriously possessive of their mates. Even if Arnold had never publicly acknowledged Linda as his, Dalton knew that there were certain unspoken boundaries when it came to pack dynamics.

Yet Arnold's reaction was unreadable. He merely nodded, his demeanor as calm as ever. If he felt anything about Dalton's sudden involvement with Linda's business, he didn't show it.

The tension ebbed slightly, and the evening carried on without incident.

After dinner, they stepped outside the restaurant to part ways. Dalton intended to return to his hotel, while Linda and Alex were preparing to leave as well.

Alex, however, had grown bored. He fidgeted beside Linda, glancing around idly, when suddenly his eyes widened.

Breaking free from Linda's grasp, he took a few quick steps forward, straining to see past the bustling crowd.

"I think I saw Mommy again!" he blurted.

swiftly, pulling him back with a gentle but firm grip. Without looking in

looked again, scanning the faces in the crowd, but this time, he couldn't spot

Linda to guide

down the street,

to turn away himself, he suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure standing a short

Sarah.

posture

slightly at the expression

was no warmth, no

as if she

that Sarah

He knew what had happened to the Clark family, how Linda's mother had played a role In its downfall. But

had been young,

more importantly, she had never

been

as he turned

a small bag of items-books and decorative crafts, no doubt picked with her

in resentment. She looked composed. And yet, that

before speaking. "What do

shifting her attention

his eyes. "She doesn't care about you. You mean nothing to her. And yet, you're still

the first time, something flickered in Sarah's expression. It wasn't anger. It

It was amusement.

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