Semua Bab My Alpha Ex-Husband Regrets: Bab 121 - Bab 130

Trista’s POVThe day finally came, and Liam, Hazel and I pulled up to the auction. We were in a long line of ultra-luxury cars. It was clear before we even stepped out of our car that this was a next level event. Everywhere, cameras flashed and people dressed in the latest designer clothes paused to have their pictures taken by the paparazzi. “This is incredible,” Hazel sighed, clutching my elbow. “It’s something, all right,” I mused. Butterflies danced in my stomach; we were going to find out soon if I had made the auction shortlist. I was both nervous and excited. Lucian was waiting for us at the front door. But he frowned as we approached. “I thought you were going shopping,” he said, eyeing our dresses. “Why are you wearing last year’s designs? Doesn’t your boss care about how you look?”“Of course he does,” I said, but Lucian cut me off. “Well, he doesn’t look very generous to me.”I could feel the anger radiate from Liam beside me. He grit his teeth and clenched his

Trista’s POV“What did he just say?” My jaw dropped at the same time as Hazel’s.“But there were supposed to be 12 entries!” Hazel whispered.My stomach sank. So I didn’t make it after all. Even though my name hadn’t been called yet, I was still holding onto hope. But with Lucian’s announcement, that was that.It was all over.Hazel grabbed my hand and squeezed it.“Screw ‘em,” she said. “What do they know anyway?” I smiled weakly at her. I appreciated her sentiment. But the truth was, they knew a LOT. The entries they chose were extraordinary. I guess my design wasn’t.I caught Lucian’s eye. He looked worried. Was he surprised, too? Had he really thought I’d be chosen?Just then, a staff member scurried onto the stage. He handed Lucian a piece of paper. Everyone was silent. Lucian scanned it, then his eyes lit up.“Ladies and gentlemen,” Lucian said into the microphone. “Looks like I spoke out of turn. The contest isn’t finished yet. I’ve just been given word that ther

Trista’s POVHazel was still cursing under her breath when Lucian took back the microphone.“She’s a cheater. Why are they letting her get away with this? She didn’t design a goddamn thing!”“Shhhh,” I cautioned Hazel. I appreciated her support, but she was making a bit of a scene. People were looking at us. I didn’t want people to think I was a poor sport and an ungracious loser.She rolled her eyes, crossed her arms over her chest, and slunk back into her chair. “Well, that was…” Lucian searched for the right word… “unexpected,” he said bluntly. I suppressed a smile. Clearly he wasn’t too impressed either with what had just gone down. But he had to maintain his decorum. He was the emcee, after all.He glanced down at his sheet and announced the next name.“Truly Masterson,” he said, and her name and picture flashed onto the screen beside her design.She stood up from her table and gasped, her hand over her chest. The people at her table congratulated her and she made her way thro

Trista’s POV The room was silent. The audience pondered my design. My mind flashed back to that day in the studio. It had been three days ago and I was on the brink of giving up… **The floor was littered with crumpled up pieces of paper. I was trying desperately to design something worthy of the competition, but NOTHING was working. What was wrong with me? I had all these beautiful gemstones. Surely I could come up with something.But I scribbled my way through an entire notebook. And still, I didn’t have even the inkling of a decent design.The gemstones from Liam sat spread out on the table in front of me. They were beautiful and expensive. But I felt like they were mocking me. Why couldn’t I come up with anything?I kept thinking about that night in the backyard with Johnson. It had been a lovely night, with the full moon shining above us and the soft scent of the evening breeze and fresh grass permeating the air. I had felt so at ease, so relaxed, so content. I lo

Trista’s POVGlancing at the faces in the audience, I know I made the right decision. I could have used Liam’s gemstones, but then I wouldn’t be true to myself.And I certainly wouldn’t have a design that created this much stir.Lucian flashed me a smile. He was just as invested in this design as I was. The jade had sentimental value for him. If no one bid, it would be destroyed.And even worse, LUCIAN would be the one who had to destroy it.But…People seemed intrigued.“Moon mates,” a woman in the back said pensively. “I like the sound of that. I don’t know what ice jade is worth, but there’s something charming about his design.”“I agree,” the woman to her left said. “It’s so different from all the other designs.”I used my wolf ears to listen in on people’s conversations.And I liked what I was hearing.“I wonder how much it’s worth. I like the way it glows,” a man in the front said while puffing on a cigar.“Me too,” the man across the table from him said. “It looks rare, this ic