The Genius Designer Escapes Her Alpha

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oset. "Thank you for your 'gifts' over the past three ye

ways wore on his wrist. My tone turned mockingly sinc

ed upstairs to pack the only things that truly belonged to me

ere my mother's diaries and her jewelry design drafts from her youth. Her

sketches I had shelved long ago because they were dee

ssion a mix of duty and pity. "Luna... I mean, Ms. Hayes. The Alpha Kin

nothing in this box that Corbin Montgomery paid for. If

the watchful eyes of the est

ress-the place where Mar

y. Ever since Emmett was diagnosed with his immune system deficiency, a rare condition for a human

s kept a space for me. A tiny, south-facing independent b

ed, kept spotless by Martha. Above the bed hung a landscape paint

el the sensation of a brush dancing across my fingertips. That

my right hand three years ago, I hadn

ine and cheap soap filled my nose. It was the smell of home-

Perhaps, from the moment I agreed to my scumbag father's dema

y phone and di

when I thought it would disc

eaker: "Davina! Holy goddess! You finally remember to contact me?! If I didn't hear from you s

d at his roar, and a sliver

e sketches these new pups in my team produced are so garbage even an AI would reject them! The final design draft f

urve slowly formed on my lips, and the

address. I'

the computer screen-vivid, soulful, yet highly commercial-and

king like a man who had just cheated death. "I tell those pups to draw a butterfly, and they give me a muta

ed off the cap, and took a sip. The exhaustion be

ed jewelry designer in our class. Because of a toxic

to pick them up

ssing up," I laughe

treating you

st down-to-earth street-side food stall near his company. As n

ed over our respective struggles over the past three years, but Ca

it against mine, saying with genuine sinceri

Just seeing him makes my legs go weak; his aura is like the Grim Reaper himself. And you actually dared t

us tycoon 'M' in your stream who instantly bought out all your limited-edition stuff?