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His wording was sincere. His tone was humble.
“Crimson Moon Pack caved!”
“That’s our queen right there! No one else could pull that off!”
“Pathetic. Where was all this before? Now you’re sorry? Too late!”
Online, the public exploded.
But when my chief assistant Liam handed me the letter, I only skimmed it briefly and gave a faint laugh before shutting the screen.
“Do we need to respond on our end?” Liam asked.
No.
I shook my head.
“A clown’s one-man show doesn’t need our participation.”
“Understood.”
Liam gave a nod and switched topics.
Also, the Moon Goddess Relic project has begun selecting final research proposals. Vertex Industries sent word-they’re hoping all three parties can enter the base together and stay on-site until the final product is complete.”
“Good.”
I nodded, and the moment I thought about this project-the one I was personally leading-I felt energy rush back into my body.
“My brother’s definitely going to throw a bunch of unnecessary social events at me over the next few weeks. Cancel whatever you can. I want to be stationed at the base myself and oversee the final plan.”
I wasn’t going to give Crimson Moon Pack a single chance to make a comeback.
“Yes, Your Excellency.”
Liam paused, his expression growing more serious.
“Also, the past couple of days, we’ve seen a few… unfamiliar faces near the company.”
“Reporters?”
“Not just that.”
He handed me a file.
“Through the royal city’s police system, we matched a few of them… to S-class mercenaries with active bounties on the dark web.”
I looked over the list, at the brutal, dangerous faces staring back from the page-and instead of anger, I laughed.
“Interesting.”
Looks like some people still haven’t given up their little fantasies.
Leslie’s POV
“S-class mercenaries…
I stared at the list, and the last trace of warmth in my expression disappeared.
“Do we know who sent them?”
Liam’s face darkened.
“We captured a few of them. Based on their confessions, the one behind it all is…”
“Who?”
“Liana.”
I raised an eyebrow. That name actually caught me off guard.
I’d expected my enemy to be some ruthless business rival, or maybe an international criminal with nothing to lose.
But no-it was still this woman, who just didn’t know when to quit.
Does she even have a functioning brain?
Now that I knew who was behind it, I lost all interest.
“If it’s her, then I’m not worried,” I said flatly.
“What should we do next?” Liam asked.
“Give her a lesson she’ll remember.”
“Understood.”
Since my father and Thorbane had both moved into the Governor’s estate, Carl felt awkward about staying at my place. But he didn’t want to go home either and risk getting nagged by Dad.
Only after I agreed to buy him a new apartment did he finally move out, satisfied.
I made time to meet up with Astrid and go look at some properties.
“You seriously need more housing?”
Astrid looked at me like I was nuts.
“Our Rogue Pack royal developments are everywhere. Just pick one.”
“I can’t,” I shook my head. “Those buildings are too popular. Way too noisy. Carl wouldn’t like that.”
We eventually found a quiet, high-end complex in the city center.
But the moment we stepped into the sales office, I noticed something I hadn’t expected-the emblem on the wall belonged to the Crimson Moon Pack.
“This is Crimson Moon Pack territory, Princess Leslie. Are you sure you’re in the right place?’
A cold, familiar voice came from behind.
I nurned and saw a woman.
Her face was twisted with resentment. I stared at her, confused for a second.
“Alya?”
I remembered her as a servant Omega at Bloodrock Estate. Three years ago, when I arrived at Crimson Moon Pack. Belle had ordered me to take over all of Alya’s duties. I hadn’t seen her since.
“Didn’t think a princess like you would remember a lowly Omega like me,” she said, voice sharp as ever. “Thanks to you, I lost my place as a servant at Bloodrock Estate. Now I’m stuck here working sales.”
“She’s actually proud of being a servant? Did zombies eat her brain?” Asphodel muttered under her breath.
I looked Alya in the eyes. “You should be happy. At least now, you’re finally living for yourself.”