(Rina’s POV)Their hushed, intimate whispers fell right into Rina’s eyes.“Rina, look at Wendy—she’s such a natural at seducing men. No wonder Alphas like her type,” Amy muttered jealously at her side.Rina gripped her glass of red wine, glaring daggers at Wendy. “Hmph. Isn’t she good at seducing men? Tonight, I’ll make sure she pays for it.”“You mean…” Amy’s eyes lit up, curiosity mixing with eagerness.Rina leaned closely, whispering her scheme into Amy’s ear. When she pulled back, she let out a cold snort. “The little gift I’ve prepared for Wendy tonight will make sure she suffers.”Amy’s eyes sparkled with admiration. She gave Rina a thumbs-up. “Rina, you’re brilliant! That way, Wendy gets punished, and no one will trace it back to us.”“Of course,” Rina said smugly.“As lon
(Bruce’s POV)The celebration banquet was held at the luxurious Moonlight Hotel in Los Angeles.Coincidentally, Bruce was staying at the Moonlight Hotel.After the press conference, he returned to his room to rest for a while. Just as he was about to change clothes and head down to the banquet, the doorbell suddenly rang.Thinking it was housekeeping, Bruce opened the door—only to find Bonnie standing there.“Bonnie, what are you doing here?” Bruce’s blue eyes flashed with impatience. “I’ve made myself very clear—we’re over.”“I know.” Bonnie lowered her gaze, looking meek and obedient. “Bruce, I didn’t come today to pester you.”Bruce frowned in suspicion. “Then why are you here?”Bonnie bit her lip and spoke softly. “I know what I did before was awful, especially toward Miss Smith. I shouldn’t have hated her. She
(Wendy’s POV)Daphne was now surrounded by pointing fingers and flashing cameras, reporters crowding her with questions:“Miss Reed, why did you plagiarize? How do you feel now that the original creator has exposed you in front of everyone?”Her face was stormy. “Sorry, I’m not giving interviews!” she snapped, shoving reporters aside as she tried to leave.But just then, a sharp, commanding voice rang out—“Stop!”I turned toward the sound. On the stage, the man who held everyone’s attention had suddenly stood up, striding forward with calm, unshakable steps.Nick.His cold, razor-sharp gaze locked on Daphne. “Miss Reed,” he said, his tone cutting through the hall, “after smearing Brown Pack out of thin air, do you really think you can just walk away?”The sheer dominance radiating from him made Daphne flinch and take a step back. “
(Wendy’s POV)Two o’clock in the afternoon.The press conference for Roses in the Moonlight began right on time.It was held in the luxurious conference hall on the eighteenth floor of the company building.I gave the venue one last check—everything was perfectly in place.I glanced down at my watch. Ten minutes to go.At two sharp, the press conference would officially begin.Today’s attendees were all people of prominence—not just our new star ambassador, Daisy, and rising sports talent Dane, but also several heavyweights from the jewelry world. Even Nick had shown up in person.That alone spoke volumes about how much importance the Brown Pack attached to this launch.In the zone, reporters scrambled for the best positions, their faces full of anticipation, eager not to miss a single scoop.At exactly two o’clock, the conference kicked off.With every gaze in the room f
(Wendy’s POV)I nodded and dropped the subject.After finishing the warm dinner Nick had brought me, I wanted to keep working, but Nick insisted on taking me home.“You’re not in good health. Go back early and rest.” His tone carried that Alpha firmness—brooking no argument.Even though an Alpha’s tone had no real effect on me, a White Wolf…Still—If I hadn’t left, neither would Nick.And with him sitting there beside me, I couldn’t focus on work anyway.So, I had no choice but to follow him out.We stepped into the elevator. With a soft ding, the doors slid shut.I reached out to press “-1,” but suddenly the light above us crackled, fizzed twice, and went out completely, plunging the elevator into pitch darkness.“Ah!” I couldn’t help but let out a sharp scream.I was afraid of the dark—always having been.An irrational phobia, one that clawed up from my bones the moment the lights died. Even Lucy, the wolf inside me, trembled in fear.I crouched down, fragments of memories flashing
(Wendy’s POV)“I don’t know if the company will be in trouble, but I’m certain you might be,” I sneered, meeting Bena’s self-righteous glare head-on.Bena froze. “Me? Why would I be in trouble?”“As the head of the design department, you can’t even tell which work is original and which is a copy. Don’t you find that shameful?” I replied coolly.Her expression darkened, her anger bubbling to the surface. “What do you mean by that?”“Exactly what I said.” My tone was calm, my smile steady.“Don’t twist things! The fact is you plagiarized!” Bena raised her voice, clearly trying to pin me to the wall in front of everyone.Up until now, very few people have known about Moonlight Rose design. But with her shouting, the entire secretary department had overheard.Suspicious gazes darted toward me, questioning. After all, Daphne was world-renowned, while I was just a newcomer, a secretary who had only been here a short while. And worse, I came from some remote tribal region—how could I possibl