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

Chapter 157

Linda, however, wasn't concerned. "He's just being polite. STARLINE Studio is valuable to him. It's business."

Charles, who had just arrived, caught part of the conversation and frowned. "What's going on? Where's Cole?"

Flora pointed again. "Down there. With Sarah."

Charles turned toward the window and immediately scoffed. "Come on, don't overthink it. Cole and Sarah? They're not dating. That's ridiculous.”

Flora glanced at him, reassured by his certainty. "You're sure?"

"A hundred percent," Charles said confidently. "Cole isn't the type to get involved with someone like Sarah."

Despite his words, Flora couldn't shake the unease settling in her chest.

***

Cole, meanwhile, had noticed the subtle glances from the second-floor window. Linda and Charles were watching. Without acknowledging them, he gave Sarah a small nod and excused himself.

Upstairs, he joined the others, engaging in small talk as expected. But on the drive home, his mind was elsewhere.

Out of nowhere, he turned to Charles and asked, "When does Arnold's rejection ceremony take place?"

He hadn't thought Cole cared

happen already, but there's been a delay," Charles explained. "Something about a company under Arnold's name-it needs a transfer of ownership before the formalities can be done. But it won't take

Cole nodded. "I see."

him, searching for any sign of what he was thinking. But Cole's expression gave nothing

***

night of

had spent the day buried in work, finalizing projects before leaving for the event. By the time they arrived,

warm, golden glow over the crowd, their

waiting near the entrance when he spotted

gaze landed on Sarah, and for a brief moment,

her figure without being overly revealing. The off-shoulder design accentuated her delicate collarbones,

yet refined. Her hair was styled in soft waves, cascading over her shoulders, and her makeup was light, enhancing the sharpness of her

seen her countless times before-at work, at meetings, even in casual

presence, something unshaken by the

trying to stand out, and yet, she

passed through his eyes. He wasn't the type to be easily moved by appearances alone, but there was no

seconds, he regained control, his expression smoothing into its usual calm as he greeted

Leo as well. "Glad you could make

course," Sarah replied, her

a dress that was undoubtedly designed to capture attention. A deep red gown, form-fitting, adorned with shimmering details that caught the light as she moved. Her makeup

the moment she