Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Chapter 95 – She has no right to speak to me like that

Seraphine slowly drew in a deep breath, allowing the cool air to fill her lungs as she steadied the swirl of emotions rising inside her chest before choosing to approach the situation with calm composure instead of reacting on impulse, because she understood very well that every person in the room was watching her closely and measuring her response.

With her posture straight and her voice controlled, she looked toward the man who had just spoken and asked politely, "May I know your name?"

The man leaned back comfortably in his chair as if the entire situation amused him, one arm resting casually over the armrest while his lips curved into a faint smile that carried an unmistakable trace of arrogance.

"Michael Tayler," he introduced himself smoothly, his tone relaxed in a way that suggested he believed the attention in the room naturally belonged to him.

His gaze slowly moved across Seraphine’s figure before settling on her face again, and the smile lingering on his lips grew slightly more suggestive.

"And I would really love to see more of you."

The flirtation behind his words did not escape anyone in the room, and several guests immediately exchanged subtle glances with one another as the meaning behind his statement became painfully clear.

A few expressions darkened with quiet disapproval, while others watched with curiosity to see how Seraphine would respond to such an openly suggestive remark in a room filled with powerful figures.

Seraphine tilted her head slightly to the side, a faint line forming between her brows as genuine confusion crossed her face while she repeated his words as though attempting to understand the intention behind them.

"More of me?"

as he leaned back even further in his chair as though enjoying the attention the exchange had

is not the same thing as marriage," he said casually, speaking with the confidence of someone who believed his

the implication behind Michael’s statement settled into the room,

say something sharp enough to

far end of the room, two best friends sat watching the unfolding scene in silence, their gazes fixed firmly on Seraphine and the man speaking to her. Neither of them spoke, yet the intensity

of those silent observers, Seraphine allowed a calm smile to form on her lips as she looked directly

that carried surprising calmness, "I

dropped into the room like

in everyone’s minds, and the stunned expressions spreading across the guests made it

they had begun to understand Seraphine’s personality, the more she managed to surprise them, revealing layers that made it impossible

exchanged confused looks with one another because the situation made little sense

point of view, Seraphine needed their financial backing to bring her project to

darkened instantly as the meaning of her words sank in, and a flash

teeth,

gesture relaxed enough to suggest she felt no intimidation from the tension building

she replied calmly. "But I

heat of humiliation rising up his neck as her dismissive tone scraped against his pride like sandpaper. The urge to lash out immediately flickered in his chest, yet

"Why?" he asked sharply.

gave a small nod, almost as though acknowledging that the question had finally brought them to the part of the conversation that actually