All Chapters of Alpha's Eight Secret Babies: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Mannie's Point of View The silence in the room didn't last. Before Fiona could even mount a full defense, Maria stood up from her chair, her palms slamming flat against the wood."Enough of this," Maria said, looking around at our old classmates with disgust. "Mannie is right, and honestly, the rest of you should be ashamed for sitting here and acting like this is normal. Fiona, this whole setup is pathetic. You've spent the last twenty minutes trying to make Mannie look small just to make yourself feel

Mannie's Point of ViewThe heavy double doors clicked shut behind me as I walked back into the private room. The atmosphere had completely inverted; the loud, mocking laughter that had filled the air just ten minutes ago was entirely gone, replaced by a suffocating, wide-eyed astonishment. Every single eye at the table tracked my movements as I casually walked back to my seat, my expression entirely serene.Before my coat could even brush the ba

Mannie's Point of View "Text him right now, Mannie!" Beth shouted, her voice echoing fiercely off the gold-trimmed walls of the private dining room. "Get Dominic Blackmoore down here and let’s see Fiona try to pretend she’s the center of the universe after the billionaire president of the Blackmoore Group confesses to you in front of everyone!"The sheer magnitude of the name hung in the tense air, causing the remaining color to completely drain from Fiona’s face as she stared at me with wide, panicked eyes. Zane swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing nervously, while the rest of our classmates leaned forward in their chairs, completely paralyzed by the terrifying possibility that I might actually have the most powerful man in the corporate world on speed dial.I looked at Beth’s wild, expectant expression, then glanced at the terrified faces surrounding the table, and calmly shook my head."No, Beth," I said firmly, reaching out to gently push her phone-pointing hand down. "I am n

Mannie's Point of View I had completely blocked off this entire weekend. After the absolute circus of Fiona’s dinner party, all I wanted to do was lock the front door, turn off my phone, and spend two quiet, uninterrupted days with my children. I had promised them movie marathons, homemade pizza, and absolutely zero drama.But, as usual, my mother had an entirely different script in mind.

Mannie's Point of View Outside on the dim, quiet patio, I didn't move. I stood perfectly still, my breathing shallow, listening to the muffled thump of the bass from the reception hall vibrating against the thick glass.Slowly, I raised my right hand and opened my tightly clenched fist. Resting perfectly in the center of my pale palm was a single, long strand of dark black hair.