The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna

Chapter 380

Chapter 380

Avery's POV

Damn. That felt... good. I knew it shouldn't. At the end of the day, Fiona was young, and she was a product of a father who basically sold her off to an older man. I was aware of that. But then again, I had been through a world of shit at her age and I didn't insult people for no reason, so... there was that. Also, the look on her face-first confusion, then realization, then the distinctive pink cheeks of humiliation-was too satisfying to feel bad about what I had said.

Maybe it meant she had learned her lesson about belittling her elders, especially during business meetings. The hallway was silent now. Sebastian and Claire, who had previously been having their own discussion off to the side, turned to us and watched.

Aldric drew in a sharp breath. Fiona was trembling, clearly furious, her manicured nails digging into Gideon's bicep. I maintained a polite smile, although I did glance at Gideon, half expecting him to tell me off for insulting his future wife. Surprisingly, though, he didn't.

In fact, I could see the barest hint of a smirk tugging at one corner of his mouth. Did he... agree with me? Before anyone could say anything, the sound of a spaceship toy suddenly echoed through the house. Bjorn came barrelling down the stairs, holding his new toy that Sebastian just bought for him over his head and making pew-pew noises.

When he saw Gideon standing there, he gasped, then-much to my chagrin-he slid down the railing and dropped down at the bottom, thankfully unharmed.

"Mr. Gideon!" he said, rushing up to him and holding his toy out.

Check this out!It's a real T-Star Fighter

been budding there for a while now. I hated to admit it, but Gideon was good with him, and Bjorn took to him like a moth to

imagined a life unlived-one with the two of them together, from the start, as father and

very thing I had dreamed of for so long, but could

away, reaching for my purse and jacket hanging nearby. While Gideon and Bjorn were distracted, Fiona walked up to me and cleared her throat. I looked over to see her standing there with her arms folded tightly across her chest and

voice low so only I could hear. I took my time putting on

old and unfit to

not what

admit it," I said, slinging my purse

your depth, and you don't know what you're getting into." Fiona's face was drained of color. Her hands dropped to her sides, fingers twitching there. I could practically smell the urge to throttle me on

grace, Fiona," I said, not bothering to keep

age because I don't think it's your fault-but the nasty comments are all you. Watch yourself, because you have no idea who you're dealing with." Fiona gasped, but I ignored her and walked over to the door. I

was in the same region as The Splendor, although thankfully, we didn't pass by the lounge; I wasn't sure if I could handle looking at the place just yet after what happened. Instead, we went to a nice bistro overlooking a lake, with an appetizer menu the length of my forearm and a lot of seafood

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