Chapter 43
Chapter 43:
“It’s going well. I just hope everything is over soon so I can return back to the pack.”
“So what about Alpha Christian?” I asked curiously, the look on his face a few minutes ago wasn’t clear to me.
“What about him?” she asked, shifting uncomfortably.
The same reaction whenever I mention that name. I’m sure she’s hiding something from me. This isn’t overthinking.
“He stared at us strangely before walking to his room earlier, and I also noticed the look on Sheela’s face as well.”
“I didn’t take note of their looks. I only noticed you, because you’re the one I badly wanted to see, and I’m glad you came.”
“I missed you too, but I think all is still not well.”
“Can we please change the topic and forget about Christian or the members of his family now? Let’s talk about us and leave them out of the whole picture.”
“If you say so then.”
“Luna Vivienne just offered to get involved in the wedding planning. Isn’t that a good sign?” I asked with a smile, feeling like I had just hit a jackpot.
“I guess it is, but I see no reason why we should stress her. I’m sure she has other things to do.”
“Did she tell you that?”
“She doesn’t have to. Her son’s company is on the verge of collapsing, so it’s normal for her to take her son’s side while we discuss our ceremony.”
“No problem, but then, are you sure you aren’t hiding anything from me?”
Emily’s POV
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I breathed a sigh of relief as soon as Tristan’s car drove out of the compound. I realized I had been holding my breath all this time.
I walked back to the mansion to find the two women waiting for me, their impatient looks making me scoff.
“Do you both need anything from me?” I asked, my hands on my hips.
“Yes, I do. I need you out of this mansion right now. Get out, because you’re not needed here,” Sheela said.
“The last time I checked, you’re in no position to ask even the maids to leave this mansion. You’re just a visitor like me.”
“How… how dare you open that thing you call a mouth and call me a visitor in my own mansion?” She asked, furious.
“Arguing with you after a long day at work is the last thing I want to do right now,” I said, trying to walk past them.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Luna Vivienne asked with a cold voice.
“I’m off to my room, of course. I need to rest,” I replied, staring at her.
“I would like to have a word with you. Excuse us, Sheela,” she said, her eyes locked on mine.
“What…”
“I said, excuse us,” she interrupted, her voice firm.
Sheela glared at me once more. “I will make sure I see you out of this mansion. Trust me,” she muttered in my ear before walking away.
“We’ll see about that,” I whispered as I watched Luna Vivienne walk towards me.
“Why did you come back to the Moonlight Pack, and what exactly do you want with my son?” she asked.
“You are aware of the reason I came here. I’m here to help your son grow his company, which is presently in shambles. But your future daughter-in-law is overthinking, and you aren’t doing anything about it. That really upsets me,” I said with a smile.
It was obvious they all knew who I was, but I wasn’t bothered.
“I have every right to feel whatever I want to, anytime I want, no matter where I am. So, Luna Vivienne, mind your words and treat me with respect.”
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