Abandoned Luna Now Untouchable (Cecilia) novel Chapter 87

Cecilia

Mindy froze, her eyes widening in disbelief.

I watched as Remy’s face twitched with shock.

His careful plan was crumbling right before our eyes, and I couldn’t help but feel a twisted sense of satisfaction.

Everyone expected Alpha Sebastian to be a gentleman.

Everyone thought he would protect this innocent young woman.

But reality had other plans.

The awkwardness hung thick in the air-like watching a meticulously rehearsed play where one actor suddenly goes off-script, leaving the rest of the cast stumbling in uncertainty.

I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from smiling.

That’s my boss, venomous as wolfsbane!]

Relief washed through me.

For a moment there, I’d actually worried he might be interested in the girl.

Honestly, if he’d fallen for this obvious trap, I’d have had no choice but to mourn his lack of judgment and watch him get played.

As his secretary, what else could I possibly do?

Mindy remained standing, looking like she might collapse at any moment.

“Come on, get Mindy a chair,” Remy barked, his displeasure evident in his sharp tone.

The secretary scurried away and returned with a chair, placing it at the angle between Alpha Sebastian and Remy.

Like a caring big sister, she guided the young girl to her seat.

Once seated, Mindy folded her hands primly in her lap, keeping her knees pressed tightly together.

She was nothing like the other nine women with their seductive poses and suggestive glances.

Perhaps that was the difference men saw in her.

While the secretary was simply doing her job, the other eight beauties were playing their parts perfectly.

Their contempt wasn’t an act-l could almost hear their thoughts: [We may be flirtatious, but at least we’re not pretending to be innocent.]

The conversation resumed, everyone drinking and chatting while Alpha Sebastian completely ignored the girl beside him.

“Remy,” Alpha Sebastian said, mimicking Remy’s wine-swirling gesture with a hint of playfut mockery, “what’s the story with this Mindy?”

Remy leaned forward, too eagerly. “Ah, Mindy. Tragic case. She’s the daughter of one of my late employees. Father’s dead, mother’s in the hospital, no money, no support. Trying to pay for college while caring for her mom. Now there’s a surgery-twenty grand. It’s heartbreaking, really.”

He sighed deeply, as if the weight of her tragedy rested on his very shoulders.

Mindy looked like she wanted to disappear.

Alpha Sebastian didn’t speak right away. The room held its breath.

Finally, he tilted his head, swirling the wine in his glass.

“This Romanée-Conti,” he said thoughtfully, “must be worth a million dollars.”

Remy blinked. “I-sorry?”

“Ah, the irony,” Alpha Sebastian continued, setting his glass down with deliberate care.

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