Fake Mate Beta Rises to Alpha Heiress novel

Chapter 59 Period Chapter 59 Period Natalie's POV: 33 +20 Free Coins/ The receptionist said firmly, leaving no room for negotiation, "Sorry, Ms. Cooper, Mr. Wilson only had a preliminary discussion with you before. The final decision on the project investment still needs a strict review by the Elder Council. Morcover, recently we've received some... not-so-optimistic market information about the operations of Thorn Pack. Considering risk control, we'll inform you if there's any progress later." This well-crafted statement skillfully distanced me and the company from the situation.

It shifted the blame to the nebulous "market information" and "risk control," leaving Aaliyah with no grounds to argue or continue pestering. I didn't bother looking at her face, distorted by anger, humiliation, and disbelief. Instead, I turned and stepped straight into the elevator just as its doors opened. The metal doors slowly closed, shutting out the outside world. Just before they fully closed, I clearly saw two hefty werewolves in security uniforms walking towards Aaliyah, who was standing there stiffly. Obviously, they were going to "politely" escort her out.

As the elevator started to descend, I leaned against the cold wall and let out a long breath. Just then, my phone vibrated. It was a message from Landon. His tone was a far cry from the silent treatment attitude of the past few days. It was impatient, accusatory, and even carried a hint of barely-detectable frustration. "How long are you going to keep this up? Do you really not care about me and the pack? Do you know that all your subordinates have quit?!" These days, he'd been biding his time, certain that I'd come crawling back to him when desperate.

Now that things were out of his control, he finally couldn't sit still, could he? A sneering smile spread across my face as I recalled Aaliyah's crazy and disheveled state just now. It seemed that these two had had a more eventful time than I'd thought during my absence. Early yesterday morning, I got a message from my informant. Grace was incredibly efficient. The anonymous photos I'd sent had worked like a charm. Aaliyah had been kicked out of Landon's place that very night. ***** It was a pitch-black night.

In the Scott Group's office building, only the meeting room where I 19:06 Mon, Dec 8 Chapter 59 Period ନୂ ଛ 33 ) +20 Free Coins was sitting was still lit. There were mountains of project data in front of me, and time was ticking away. The team members were exhausted and had been sent home by me. But I couldn't stop. The betting agreement with Samuel was like a tight-fitting curse. I had to turn this failed project around within a week. A familiar dull pain hit my abdomen. I realized it was my period. At first, I didn't pay much attention, thinking I could bear it like I always did.

I got up, went to the restroom to take care of it briefly, and then came back to the computer, trying to refocus on the data. However, the pain didn't ease as expected. Instead, it clamped down like a vice on my lower abdomen, growing more violent by the second. Cold sweat started to break out on my forehead, dampening my temples. I tried to regulate my breathing, telling myself to hold on just a bit longer, just finish this part of the calculation. But my body's protest grew stronger. The excruciating pain blurred my vision, and my hand holding the mouse trembled uncontrollably.

By the time I finally realized how serious the situation was, I could hardly stand up from the chair. I was soaked in cold sweat, and my teeth were chattering. Damn it. This time it seemed really bad. I fumbled for my phone on the table in a daze. I had to call for help. The first person I thought of was Lily. I dialed her number, but it rang for a long time with no answer. Looking out of the window, I noticed that it had started pouring rain. The city was dead silent at two in the morning.

Out of the blue, as if in a dream, I somehow clicked into the chat with Leonardo and might've even sent an emoji. Panic set in right away, and I quickly hit the call button. His voice crackled through the phone, answering in a flash, "Hello?" I tried to say something, but all that came out were ragged, pain-wracked gasps. "Natalie? Talk to me. What's going on?" His voice shot up an octave, laced with sudden worry. "Stomach... killing me..." I forced the words out, my voice scratchy and unrecognizable. "Where are you, then?" he asked.

"The Scott Group..." Another wave of searing pain hit, and I let out a groan. The phone slipped from my fingers, and the line went dead. As I started to black out, the only thought left was how pathetic I must look. Leonardo's POV: 9/3 19:06 Mon, Dec 8 Chapter 59 Period (33) +20 Free Coins It was the dead of night in the study. I'd just wrapped up a long-distance video meeting. The phone lit up with an emoji from Natalie. Why was she messaging this late? Before I could type a question, her call came through. All I heard was heavy, tortured breathing. My heart dropped like a stone. "Natalie?

Talk to me. What's going on?" I shot up from my chair, my voice tight with fear. She mumbled about a killer stomachache and being at the Scott Group. Then, silence. Just the annoying beeping of a disconnected call. I dialed back, but it went straight to voicemail. Without thinking twice, I grabbed my keys. No time to change out of my robe. I just slung on a coat and bolted out the door. Rain thrashed against the windshield as I floored it, pushing the car to the maximum speed limit. I blew through a couple of red lights, constantly redialing, but her phone stayed stubbornly off.

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