The Rejected Hybrid: The Alpha Wants Us Back のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

The office was silent, except for the ornate grandfather clock ticking in the corner. Liam sat behind his heavy mahogany desk, his fingers drumming absently against the polished surface. The detective sat across from him, he kept a poker face as he delivered the news."Daniella has a child," the detective said simply. "A little girl. Almost four years old. Her name is Sophie. She was born abroad, Paris precisely."The words struck Liam like a physical blow. He stiffened, his mind momentarily blank as he tried to process the information. His breath hitched slightly, but he masked his reaction well, forcing himself to maintain a neutral expression."A child?" he repeated, his voice quiet, almost disbelieving. Liam finally forced himself to look up. “Are you certain?” His voice came out strained, raw.The detective nodded, his expression unreadable. “The records are solid. Birth certificate, hospital documents. She was born abroad, just as I said.”Liam swallowed hard. “And the father?”

Daniella’s fingers curled into fists at her sides, her entire body thrumming with barely restrained fury. How dare he? How dare Liam Garvalle stand there, after all these years, and have the audacity to ask if Sophie was his child? His child?A bitter, humorless laugh clawed its way up her throat as she leveled him with a glare that could have burned through steel. “Are you serious?” Her voice, low and dangerous, wavered only slightly. “You—” she took a step forward, her heels grinding into the pavement, “—who never once acknowledged me as anything more than an afterthought? You, who pretended I was invisible in front of your peers, who never had the decency to call what we had a relationship?” Her breath hitched, but she forced herself to keep going, her voice rising with each syllable. “And now, after years of silence, after breaking me in ways I didn’t even know were possible, you think you have the right to stand in front of me and ask about my daughter?”Liam’s jaw tightened, his

The shrill ringing of his phone cut through the oppressive silence. He stared at it for a moment, his mother’s name flashing on the screen. With a sigh, he pressed the answer button and brought the phone to his ear."Liam," his mother’s voice was sharp, clipped with barely restrained fury. "I take it you've seen the papers?"Alpha Liam said nothing. He had no words, no strength to argue."Of course you have. Everyone has. The Garvalle name dragged through the mud because of that—that woman." The venom in her voice was palpable. "I always knew she was trouble. A two-timing gold-digger with no morals, no honor. And you—blind and foolish enough to believe she ever cared about you."Liam inhaled deeply, but still, he said nothing. His fingers curled into a fist on the desk, his knuckles turning white. He had no patience for this.His mother, undeterred, pressed on. “She played you, Liam. She had her sights set on your status, on your wealth. And all the while, she was sneaking around wit

The atmosphere inside Joshhill stores had come back to normalcy, a stark contrast to the earlier chaos stirred by Matilda and Jessica. The store employees, though initially shaken, had resumed their tasks with quiet diligence, assisting customers with the precision and warmth that Daniella demanded of her staff. Business was thriving despite the uninvited spectacle from earlier, and for a brief moment, Daniella allowed herself to believe that the day could end without further incident.Then, the doors swung open, and a group of men entered, clad in stiff suits with badges pinned to their lapels. Their expressions were as rigid as their posture. The room quieted as the staff and customers turned to observe the newcomers. One of the senior staff members, noticing them first, exchanged a wary glance with another employee before stepping forward.“Can I help you?” the store manager Gregory asked, his voice measured.They produced an identification badge. “We’re from the State Quality Con

The shrill ring of Daniella’s phone sliced through the quiet of her car as she drove back from Garvalle Enterprises, her hands tightened against the steering wheel. She barely glanced at the screen before answering."Dalton," she greeted, her voice taut.“Hey, just calling to remind you about tomorrow.” He kept his tone light, casual. “I hope you haven’t forgotten our date.”There was a brief pause, and Dalton sat up straighter.“I just got back from Liam’s office,” Daniella admitted, her voice carrying a tight edge. “I… I don’t know if I’ll be able to make it.”Dalton felt the sharp prick of jealousy before he could suppress it. “Liam’s office?” He kept his tone neutral, but something in his voice must have given him away. “What were you doing there?”She knew that tone. Dalton was trying not to sound affected, but the jealousy was there, simmering just beneath the surface.She hesitated. She hadn’t even planned on telling him. Not because she wanted to keep it from him, but because