The Sickened Luna's Last Chance novel Chapter 379

**Chapter 379**

**Alexander’s POV**

As the first light of dawn broke, casting a soft glow over the landscape, I found myself standing before the imposing gates of a house I had sworn never to set foot in again. The Oxford family estate loomed ahead, a monument to wealth and extravagance, just as vivid in my memory as it was in reality. The gardens sprawled out like a vibrant tapestry, every flower meticulously arranged, while the freshly laid driveway showcased a fleet of luxurious sports cars, each one a testament to their ostentatious lifestyle. The marble pillars, tall and proud, framed the grand entrance, the wooden door standing like a sentinel guarding the secrets hidden within.

With each step I took toward the entrance, a knot of tension tightened in my chest. This was the last place I wanted to be. Ever since Sophia’s betrayal had shattered my trust, I had envisioned a life devoid of any ties to her family. The mere thought of facing them again churned my stomach with a mixture of dread and simmering anger.

Yet, in a cruel twist of fate, Sophia’s selfish decisions might just provide me with a sliver of leverage in this precarious situation. If her parents believed they owed me for their daughter’s misdeeds, perhaps they would be compelled to comply with my requests, no questions asked.

With a heavy heart, I swallowed my pride and rapped my knuckles against the imposing front door.

Moments later, the door swung open, revealing a butler in a crisp uniform. His eyes widened slightly upon seeing me, but he quickly masked his surprise with a practiced composure, stepping aside with a deep bow and gesturing for me to enter.

“Alpha King. Please, do come in. I presume you are here to see the Alpha and Luna?” he inquired, his tone formal yet laced with an undercurrent of astonishment.

“Yes,” I replied curtly, shoving my hands deep into my pockets as I stepped inside. “Are they home?”

“Indeed, they were just enjoying their tea in the drawing room. I’m sure they will be most pleased to see you. Right this way, please,” he said, leading me through the opulent corridors of the estate.

As we walked, I couldn’t help but glance at the familiar portraits and extravagant artwork that adorned the walls. The Oxfords had always possessed an eye for the finer things in life, although their taste often veered into the realm of excess. I had to begrudgingly acknowledge that their aesthetic choices were impressive, even if they had contributed to raising a daughter who had turned out to be utterly spoiled. Spoiled enough to manipulate and betray, leading to the tragic demise of another woman—all for the sake of her own desires, which had once included me.

Finally, we reached the imposing double doors that led into the drawing room, a space I had entered countless times over the years. The butler pushed the doors open, allowing me to step inside. Sophia’s parents were poised around the coffee table, tea cups in hand, their expressions shifting from surprise to apprehension as they spotted me.

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