Chapter 152

"Mom didn't answer," he said softly.

Arnold smiled, though a flicker of something unreadable passed through his gaze. "She's probably busy."

“Let's not bother her,” he continued. “How about Daddy takes you out to dinner tonight?"

Alex's face brightened. "Can we invite Aunt Linda too?"

Arnold nodded, ruffling his hair. "Good idea."

With that, Alex slid off his lap, his small feet padding across the polished floor as he ran back to his playroom.

Arnold, however, remained seated. A weight settled on his shoulders as he returned to the parlor where his guests awaited.

The air inside the parlor was thick with expectation.

The assembled guests, all prominent figures in the werewolf world, had come with their own agendas.

Most had only heard whispers of Arnold's heir, but now that they had seen Alex with their own eyes, speculation spread like wildfire.

"He's been hiding a child all this time?" one murmured to another.

"Was he secretly married?"

"If so, why hasn't he introduced the mother?"

Their unspoken questions hung in the air, but Arnold remained indifferent to their curiosity. He had no obligation to explain himself.

Among them were families who had come with a clear purpose-introducing their daughters to Arnold, hoping to secure a powerful marriage alliance.

They had prepared carefully, dressing their daughters in elegant gowns, instructing them to charm and impress.

But Arnold hadn't even looked their way.

His disinterest was a quiet but brutal rejection.

the room clenched their fists in

he wasn't married, their daughters still

silent battle of ambitions playing out

they wanted. It

..

remained unaware

while Sarah had spent a lot of time recently working on her thesis, which was now nearing completion, just in time to

the woman standing

Flora, Linda's

Just then, Flora smirked.

the same, aren't

Sarah alone in an arcade was

college, Flora had always been part of

who thrived on exclusivity and

Sarah? She had

Too smart.

Too independent.

unwilling to play their

her heels. Linda

every corner

sat on the couch, sipping a cup of tea when

I just saw," Flora announced, sliding onto the couch with a dramatic

her. She was reading a document, her expression

leaned forward with interest. "What is

her voice carrying a sharp edge of glee. "In an arcade, playing games-alone. She looked

girl? Still wasting her time

you believe it? After all these years, she's still the same always pretending to be above everything,

head with mock pity. "Some people

a page in her document

to do

the difference between Linda and the rest

and

Linda was simply indifferent.

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