Chapter 0141


    Abby


    “Gerald, Abby, would one of you care to exin what''s going on?”


    Karl’s voice is somehow exceedingly calm, juxtaposed against the chaotic energy filling the room. I feel


    like I’ve just stepped into a scene that I never should have witnessed with my own eyes, like a


    Gerald wastes no time with his exnation. “I found her in your private office upstairs, sir,” he


    announces, as if he’s just solved a great mystery. “She was reading your emails, going through your


    personalputer.”


    Karl turns toward me, his face covered in a puzzled expression. “Abby? Is this true?”


    I nod, feeling embarrassed. “Yes, to an extent. But—”


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    Suddenly, Gerald butts in before I can finish. “Sir, I’ve always suspected she’s a spy for another pack,


    and this just further proves my point.”


    My jaw drops open, incredulous. I whirl around to face Gerald, wincing against his iron grip on my arm.


    “Really, Gerald? A spy? Are you losing your marbles? What pack would I even be spying for, and


    why?”


    He sneers, his eyes turning into two narrow slits of suspicion. “I’m not entirely sure, but it’s no secret


    I''ve had my eye on you for years. Your behavior has always been...off. Perhaps you even plotted with


    that gardener—what was his name? The one who has conveniently run away—to create this ‘cheating’


    fiasco as a distraction.”


    I can’t believe what I’m hearing. It feels like I’ve just stepped into some sort of parallel universe, one


    where wild usations are flung around like confetti.


    “Gerald, you’repletely delusional,” I fire back, my voice shaking with a mixture of anger and


    disbelief. “I’ve never done any such thing. You’re so busy ying detective that you’re seeing


    conspiracies where there are none!”


    Gerald scoffs. “Ha! As if I don’t—”


    “Be quiet!” Karl’s voice booms, echoing off the walls of the study, drowning out my indignation and


    Gerald’s baseless usations. The room falls silent, like a courtroom awaiting a verdict. Meanwhile,


    Gianna leans casually on the desk behind Karl, a knowing smirk on her face.


    All I can do is think back to the moment I witnessed between her and Gerald earlier; was this a n of


    theirs, somehow? To make me look bad in front of Karl? I always knew that Gianna hated me, but this


    feels like a new low, even for her.


    Karl’s gaze locks onto mine, and for a brief moment, I see a flicker of something—doubt? Concern? It’s


    hard to tell. Then he turns his attention to Gerald.


    “Do not interrupt her,” Karlmands, his voice as icy as his stare. He turns back to me, and his stare


    is just as icy. It’s clear that he’s not entirely sure who to believe right now. “Abby, exin yourself.”


    I stand there, frozen, my eyes locked onto Karl’s. The atmosphere is so thick with tension, you could


    cut it with a knife. Gerald’s grip is like iron on my arm, branding me as if I’m already guilty.


    “Listen, Karl,” I stammer, my voiceced with desperation, “I just thought you left yourptop on. I was


    going to turn it off.”


    Karl’s eyes narrow, but not in suspicion—more in contemtion, as if he’s piecing together a


    “I’ll admit that it caught my eye,” I mutter, swallowing hard. “I was curious, yes, but I wasn’t trying to


    steal anything.”


    Karl seems to absorb this, his expression unreadable. After a moment, he turns to Gerald. “You can let


    her go, Gerald. I believe her.”


    “Sir?” Gerald asks, sounding incredulous. “Are you—”


    “I said, let her go.” Karl’s voice is low, stern, and oddly terrifying. It’s moments like this that I’m


    reminded of the fact that he’s an Alpha, through and through.