Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Not too long ago, during a business meeting. Alastor had consumed an excessive amount of alcohol. It was Felicia who had taken on the responsibility of getting him home. Moreover, she took the initiative to add Anastasia on WhatsApp. She introduced herself as a recently hired secretary for Alastor, expressing eagerness to interact with Anastasia in the days ahead.

“What an ironic twist. Alastor openly hired his ex–girlfriend to join his company,” Anastasia thought to herself with a hint of

Sarcasm.

Subsequently, Anastasia discovered the reason behind Alastor’s excessive drinking that day. It had been prompted by the presence of his collaborator’s female secretary who had joined them for drinks during the meeting, and this secretary was none other than Felicia.

Felicia, who had been abroad for four years, had returned.

However, Alastor was already married.

Alastor was a domineering man. Thus, he stubbornly poached Felicia from her former company and offered her a position as a secretary in his own company.

His reason was that the collaborator’s boss was disreputable and widely known to be morally reprehensible, with at reputation as a pervert within their industry.

other hand, Alastor himself played the

until nine o’clock the following morning. Upon stepping into the house, he was met with the sight of Anastasia sitting in the dining room, her complexion

Alastor’s tone held a touch of weariness, his voice maintaining its characteristic low register. He continued, “I’ll go

believing his facade to be flawless, hence he didn’t feel the need to offer

him, Felicia had already divulged

in her usual manner to pick up the suit that Alastor had discarded.

She found the situation oddly

to provoke Anastasia. In the latter’s opinion, the lipstick smudge on

placed your clothes outside, Alastor. Anastasia’s voice was gentle, devoid of any revealing emotions, much like

on Christmas Eve, but I’ll make it

smile appeared strained when she heard his words, and Alastor’s touch now brought a sense of repulsion.

“He only has his first crush in his heart. Why did he

beach for a walk this afternoon,” Anastasia suggested.

utilizing much of Alastor’s wealth throughout their four–year marriage. Moreover, she harbored an aversion

she resembled an ornament meticulously chosen by Alastor to fulfill the role of his wife.

air of someone inherently meant to