Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Chapter 117 – If I give you a clue, you deal with them in front of me

Voren pushed himself out of his chair so abruptly that the sudden motion sent it rolling slightly behind him, the quiet scrape of its wheels against the polished floor echoing through the office as his entire posture hardened with restrained irritation.

His gaze darkened instantly, and the tension radiating from him made the atmosphere in the room feel heavier than it already was.

"That’s enough," he said, his voice carrying a firm edge that made it clear he had reached the limit of his patience. "I’m not giving you their names, because I already dealt with them."

The words landed between them like a stone thrown into still water.

Seraphine froze where she stood, her fingers tightening around the documents in her hand as her sharp eyes locked onto him with sudden intensity.

The anger that had been simmering inside her since the conversation began did not explode immediately, because her mind caught something far more interesting in what he had just admitted.

Her voice came out slower this time, every syllable heavy with suspicion. "So there’s more than one person involved in poisoning me."

The statement was not phrased like a question, because Seraphine already knew the answer from the expression that crossed Voren’s face.

Voren felt the mistake the moment the realization flashed in her eyes. His teeth ground together in frustration as he cursed himself internally for letting that small piece of information slip out so carelessly.

"What if there is," he replied roughly, his voice edged with irritation as he forced himself to stand firm. "And like I already told you, I handled it, so you might as well let the whole thing go and stop digging for something that’s already finished."

Seraphine remained completely still, her gaze fixed on him with an intensity that made the room feel smaller with every passing second.

"No," she answered, the quiet certainty in her tone cutting through the air with far more force than shouting ever could.

made something

him of flames fed by gas,

continued slowly, lifting the documents in her hand just enough for him to see them clearly. "If

threat hung heavily between them. Voren pressed his lips together as he inhaled deeply through his nose, his mind running through the consequences of every possible answer he

filled with nothing

single word carried reluctant

breath of relief as the tightness in her shoulders finally loosened, the tension draining from her

she allowed herself to believe that

Voren had no intention of surrendering the conversation that

back into his executive chair, his expression returning to that familiar mask of casual

slowly pulled together as annoyance

faint trace of mocking amusement in his voice. "Unless you’re willing to pay

escaped her lips. The sound carried both amusement and

had perfected over the years, turning the conversation

methods did not impress her. If anything, the effort felt

finally, lifting one shoulder in a casual shrug that suggested

carried a calmness that felt almost suspicious.

those words left her mouth, a ripple of unease passed through

tightened faintly in his chest as he studied her expression

been unpredictable, and whenever she mentioned handling something in her own way, the aftermath usually left a trail of consequences that

quickly before she could move any farther. Seraphine paused, her eyes sliding back toward him with quiet

give you a clue," he continued slowly, weighing his words carefully, "you deal with them in

a moment before giving a small nod. "That sounds

entire exchange, Corvine had remained silent, though the