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" The communicator fell into dead silence. All his anger and grievance were forced back down. After a long while, when I was nearly drifting back to sleep, he finally spoke. His voice was low, edged with panic he did not even recognize. "So in the end, you’re leaving me because of that unborn pup." I did not answer. He lowered his voice into command again, his usual dominance returning. "Tell me where you are. I want to see you." "Raelor, we aren't mates. Leaving doesn't require mutual consent. You can disagree, but I’ve already decided. Have some dignity. Stop clinging. It suits your Alpha identity better." Without waiting for a reply, I cut off the communicator’s spiritual link.

"I know you love me, but I grew up seeing things like this. All my friends were the same, and I didn't know how to change. "Mia, I was suffering too." His shameless response made me so furious that I almost laughed out loud. Even now, he was still feigning ignorance, pretending to act like he was deeply in love with me. "You were the one who swore before God that you would love only me for the rest of your life. And what happened? "By the second year, you were already back to your true nature, with scandals everywhere. You cried and apologized back then, promising it would never happen again. Yet later, you demanded that I should be more understanding.

Liam's voice carried both disbelief and fury. "Alexa, are you out of your mind?!" The moment I heard that name, my ears instinctively pricked up. "You think you can threaten me like this? Take yourself and your family, and get the hell out!" Liam's tone grew colder by the second. "I'm telling you—we're finished." From the other end of the line came a piercing wail. Even across the distance, I could feel the sheer hysteria and despair in it.

“Pride is useful.” “For him?” “No,” Mr Wellis replied calmly. “For us.” Dave looked at him. “You heard him,” Mr Wellis continued. “He relies on arrogance. Arrogant men talk.” Dave’s phone vibrated. The hidden camera was streaming perfectly. Clear view of the desk and a clear audio. Clear evidence of unethical leverage. Dave looked back at the towering building. “You really think we can get it back?” Mr Wellis smiled slightly. “My boy,” he said quietly, “we’re not just buying a bakery.”

" It doesn't have a body but I can imagine its dumbfounded face when I asked a completely out of nowhere question. I wasted no time waiting for it's the answer "Silence means yes." Then, I look blankly on the white space and think about an image of a glass table and sofa. Before the system can even ask what I'm doing, those things suddenly appear midair in front of us. "How can you do that?" It whispered, sounds kinda helpless to me. 'Yup, just like the novel.' I thought and a seat comfortably before starts seriously asking some necessary questions. "Okay? How can I redeem my world from that? Saving the world? That sounds bad for me." How can I prevent a world from ending if I can't even sav