Silvia
What the hell?
Why would Alpha Sherman suddenly message that out of the blue?
My head snapped toward the large glass window of the cafeteria, scanning the busy street outside for any familiar faces.
Had his enforcers already informed him about this impromptu lunch with a lawyer?
My stomach clenched with unease.
I shouldn't have been surprised though—Alphas always kept tabs on what was theirs, even when they claimed to let go.
I sighed, forcing a polite smile toward Henrry, whose expression had shifted to one of mild surprise and perhaps a touch of concern as he subtly glanced at my phone screen.
"I apologize for that, Henrry," I said, my voice steadier than I felt. "That's... well, please just forget what you saw. Just tell me your number and I'll add you t
