All Chapters of Contract With Alpha Theodore: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Third Person's POVIn the office, employees who had previously fawned over Melinda now placed small snacks on Vanya's desk."Vanya, we were blind before. Please don't take it to heart," they said."Yeah, I always liked you! It was Melinda and Sabrina who wouldn't let us talk to you!" others chimed in."You're so pretty. How could Alpha Cliff not see that and go for Melinda instead…" some added.Vanya remained indifferent to their flattery.Workplace fickleness was nothing new.As she looked up, she spotted Melinda exiting Evans's office.With a sour expression, Melinda seemed to be nursing some dark thoughts. Vanya leaned back in her chair, watching her with mild interest."Melinda!" A few female employees jumped in fright and quickly moved aside—they didn't want to anger either Vanya or Melinda."Now that I'm fired, are you satisfied?" Melinda glared at Vanya.Vanya smiled. "If you're fired, i

Third Person's POV"Miss Coleman's academic record checks out. Her grades were consistently solid. If she were to work in finance, she'd likely make a name for herself," Stewart remarked.Vanya, of course, was well aware of this.In her previous life, after Melinda pursued further studies abroad, she returned to help Cliff amass a fortune.Cliff, impressed by her contributions, had taken her under his wing.As dusk settled, Vanya drove back to the Silver Moon Pack.Veronica was sitting on the sofa as expected, her sandalwood-scented aura heavy with barely contained fury."Where's Cliff?" Vanya asked upon entering the living room. Her lily-like, crisp presence trembled faintly under Veronica's sandalwood-infused pressure.She had anticipated Veronica summoning Cliff back, but it seemed Veronica wished for a private discussion."Cliff is still in a meeting. I asked him to return later," Veronica said.Her sandalwood

Third Person's POV"I won't touch you. This is just to keep up appearances in front of Veronica," Cliff said in a low voice. His pheromones carried a tinge of helplessness, as if he surrendered to fate. His wolf eyes flickered with a dull light, like an extinguished campfire.Vanya glanced between the bed and the sofa, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.Turning to Cliff, she said firmly, "Then you're sleeping on the sofa!"Her words carried an undeniable authority, her pheromones laced with a warning.A flash of loneliness crossed Cliff's eyes, like a deserted wolf.But he still replied softly, "Okay."Obediently, he moved the pillows from the double bed to the sofa, his movements gentle as if not to disturb Vanya. He found a thin blanket and gently covered himself.His pheromones carried a hint of pine, a sign of his barely contained emotions.Seeing his compliance, Vanya returned to bed. Her voice held a chill. "At night, we'll keep our distance. You can't come within three feet of me.

Third Person's POV"If you don't like her, I can have her leave," Cliff said."Even without Genevieve, others would come," Vanya replied indifferently. "She's no threat to me. No harm in keeping her around."Seeing her nonchalant attitude, Cliff pursed his lips. He reached to fasten her seatbelt but paused mid-motion, sensing her instinctive flinch."You're afraid of me," he said."No, I'm not," Vanya answered briskly."Then why do you keep dodging me?" Cliff was puzzled. What had he done to make her so averse to contact?Vanya frowned. "You're overthinking. I'm just not used to it. Nothing more.""I'll help you get used to it," Cliff said.He started the car. Vanya realized they weren't heading to the usual business district and asked, "Where are we going?""I'm taking you shopping," Cliff replied."Cliff, given Todd Group's current situation, shouldn't you be at the company instead of taking me shopping?"

Third Person's POV"What's the issue?" Vanya asked."Melinda's academic records show she's been studying finance with excellent grades. But her plans are riddled with elementary mistakes. Something's off," Barbara explained."Elementary mistakes?""Yes. The jargon seems Googled. I checked her search history and her stock analysis—it's a mess. I suspect her qualifications might be fake," Barbara said.Vanya furrowed her brows. Melinda was groomed by Cliff. How could her academic records be fake?As Vanya hesitated, the lounge door opened.Elliot entered with a plate of cheeseecake slices.Vanya said into the phone, "I have other matters. I'll contact you tonight.""Understood, Miss Dalton," Barbara replied.After hanging up, Elliot placed the cheeseecake in front of Vanya."Alpha Cliff said you love cheeseecake," he said.Vanya looked at the cheeseecake. She used to love it, but how did Cliff know?