After I Amazed the World the Cold Alpha Regretted
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Chapter 90

Chapter 90

I shook my head. "No, thank you. I'd prefer just to see the children and leave quietly."

She seemed taken aback for a moment, then her smile widened, her eyes crinkling with genuine appreciation.

"Nowadays, there are so few who give without seeking recognition. It's rare to replace someone who truly thinks only of the children."

I wasn't sure what to make of her words, but I followed as she led us through the orphanage.

We passed by rooms filled with laughter and play, but something caught my eye as we approached the classroom.

rere, in the doorway, stood a young woman dressed in fashionable, bejeweled clothes, her smile as bright and fake as the camera flash that captured

She was holding a skinny little girl, who looked more uncomfortable than anything, while two photographers with professional cameras clicked away. Lights flashed, illuminating the room like a film set.

I stopped in my tracks, a cold sensation creeping up my spine.

The woman turned slightly, and my heart dropped.

It was Aria.

Seeing Leo, Aria's eyes lit up, a bright smile spreading across her face.

"Honey, what are you doing here?"

she called out, her voice dripping with false sweetness.

She let go of the little girl she had been halfheartedly entertaining and completely ignored me, her focus solely on Leo.

Without hesitation, she ran towards him, her arms outstretched as if she wanted nothing more than to fall into his embrace. But just as she was about to reach him, Leo stepped aside and subtly motioned for Panther, his BETA, to intervene. Panther, ever the silent and observant guardian, moved quickly, positioning himself between Aria and Leo.

Aria, caught off guard, collided with Panther instead of the embrace she was anticipating.

Her eyes widened in shock, and for a brief moment, she stood frozen, processing what had just happened.

Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and then, in a flash of anger, she reached out to slap Panther.

But Panther, true to his nature, reacted swiftly, catching her wrist before her hand could connect with his face.

He held her wrist firmly but without malice, his expression calm and unreadable.

Panther was a wolf of few words, just as his name suggested-quiet, stealthy, and always watching.

His loyalty to Leo was unwavering, and while he rarely spoke, his presence alone was enough to keep most adversaries at bay.

He was the embodiment of silent strength, always ready to protect those he served, yet he never sought the spotlight.

Aria glared at him, her voice dripping with venom.

"Let go of me!"

she demanded, trying to yank her hand free.

Panther remained still, his gaze shifting to Leo for instruction.

Only when Leo gave a slight nod did Panther release her wrist. 60%

Chapter 90

Let's voice was cold and devoid of any affection as he addressed Aria

"Don't call me 'darling Aria. We're done" His tone was impatient, as if he redde't be bothered to deal with her anties any longer. "It was my wife who came to make a donation today. I didn't come to see you specifically"

As he spoke, the warmth he had shown me just moments ago vanished, replaced by the icy demeanor of the Alpha that everyone feared.

There was no tenderness in his eyes, only the stern, unyielding authority that he was known for.

Aria, however, wasn't one to back down easily.

"Leo, stop acting. I know you're on the verge of a divorce."

Her words were laced with insinuation, clearly intended to provoke him.

Bow, the photographers who had accompanied Aria were snapping pictures, their cameras whirring as they captured every moment of the unfolding drama,

The flash of their lenses momentarily blinded me, and I felt a wave of unease wash over me.

Lea, however, seemed unfazed by Aria's words.

Instead, he turned to me, his gaze softening instantly.

With a smirk, he reached out and cupped my chin, tilting my face towards his.

"Let them see," he whispered, and before I could react, he leaned in and pressed his lips to mine in a deep, possessive kiss.

The world around us seemed to blur as his lips claimed mine.

The moment Leo kissed me, I heard the shutters of the cameras all around me go off and the flashes kept going.

When he finally pulled back, his eyes locked onto mine, and the gentleness in his gaze was unmistakable.

The love and devotion he showed me were genuine, and it was clear for all to see.

Aria stood frozen, her face a mask of jealousy and disbelief.

This was the man who had once been hers, or so she thought.

Now, seeing us together, so obviously in love, it was more than she could bear.