Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Chapter 122 – I’m ready to lose the arm now

At the other end of the line, Gray sat slumped in his chair with a miserable expression weighing down his entire face as the dull glow of his office lights reflected off the polished surface of his desk, his fingers gripping his phone so tightly that his knuckles had turned pale while the conversation continued to unravel in the worst possible way.

Every single call he had received that day had carried nothing but terrible news, and after speaking with Ravyn earlier he had held onto a thin thread of hope that Voren’s call might somehow bring a different outcome, yet the moment Voren’s cold voice reached his ears that fragile hope shattered into pieces because the reality being delivered to him sounded far worse than anything he had prepared himself to hear.

"Voren, you can’t do this," Gray protested in a strained voice that carried more panic than pride, his composure slipping as the weight of the situation pressed heavily on his chest while he tried desperately to remind Voren of the bond they had once shared. "We are in the same circle, remember?"

Voren leaned back in his chair with an expression that remained completely unmoved, his voice turning sharp and icy as he responded without the slightest trace of sympathy.

"Did you forget that being cut off was the last thing I warned you about?" he asked in a tone that felt almost mocking, as if Gray’s sudden desperation only proved how little he had listened before. "Tell me honestly, Gray, do you regret ignoring my advice now?"

Deep down, Voren had always believed that if Gray and the others had simply agreed to his punishment, the situation might have ended very differently because Seraphine’s anger would likely have cooled the moment she saw them humiliated, stripped of their pride, and left with nothing but the painful consequences of their actions.

Losing an arm in front of everyone, followed by their membership being revoked while their backs carried the marks of the beating they had received, would have been humiliating enough to satisfy Seraphine’s desire for justice without pushing her any further.

but still capable of rebuilding their lives eventually, whereas their stubborn refusal to

voice filled with regret, the words sounding like they had been

Voren slowly shook his head even though Gray could not see the gesture, his expression hardening with finality as

late for that," Voren replied calmly, his voice steady in a way that made it clear the decision had already been made long ago and would not be reversed now. "My investment manager will be contacting you immediately to finalize

Gray suddenly blurted out another desperate request, his voice rushing out in a

breath uneven as if he feared the opportunity might disappear in the next second. "Can you give me Seraphine’s contact information? I can speak to her myself...

while considering the request because despite everything that had happened, he still found it difficult to feel sympathy for a man who had walked straight into his own disaster through arrogance and

with his own choices, and now he was finally discovering

finally answered in a measured tone. "You should call Corvine if you want to reach her,"

Voren placed the phone down and immediately prepared to repeat the same unpleasant conversation with Riven, who would soon hear the exact same

other end of the line, their pride collapsing completely as they tried every possible excuse or apology to

made up his mind, and there was no chance he would risk losing even a single cent to Seraphine after witnessing the way she had dismantled