Carl stormed into the villa, looking like a thundercloud about to burst. He was seething.
As he reached the living room, a servant nervously approached with a tray of tea. Without hesitation, he slapped the tray to the floor. Cups shattered, tea spilled everywhere, soaking the expensive carpet.
The Omega servant froze in terror before scrambling to clean up the mess, nearly tripping over themselves.
All the others stood stiffly aside, barely daring to breathe. Carl's Alpha aura was suffocating—it was clear no one wanted to be anywhere near him right now.
"Damn it, Eleanor!" Carl growled, eyes blazing red. "That bitch... how the hell could she do this to me?"
He started pacing back and forth, fists clenched, his voice rising with every step. "Where's my phone?!"
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