The Almighty Alpha Wins Back His Rejected Mate

We played together for a while before heading downstairs for breakfast.

As soon as I finished eating, I saw Carlos arrive with a briefcase, ready to see Caleb.

When I saw the frown on Carlos’ face, my heart skipped a beat.

I had a hunch this was about Alexandria.

Caleb didn’t say a word and led Carlos to the study.

A sense of dread grew stronger within me, but I forced myself to stay calm.

I kept reminding myself that Caleb had assured me he’d handle everything.

I needed to trust him.

But the anxiety gnawed at me.

Unable to just sit and wait, I asked the servant to take the kids outside to play.

Then, I went to the kitchen, grabbed a plate of fruit, and headed to the study.

Standing at the door, I tried to eavesdrop.

It was eerily quiet inside.

I stood there for several minutes but heard nothing.

Just as I was about to knock, I heard a crash.

Startled, I listened as more items were smashed.

After a series of crashes, I heard Caleb’s tense voice.

“Are you sure there’s nothing wrong with this test report?”

Carlos responded cautiously, “I had your most trusted doctor conduct the test.

I took it from his hands and brought it here myself.

No one else has touched it, not even me.

”

The study lapsed into silence once more.

After a tense pause, Caleb’s voice burst out angrily.

“Get out!”

The door of the study swung open abruptly.

I bumped into Carlos at the doorway.

Caleb, noticing me standing there, appeared momentarily taken aback.

Debra’s POV:

With a practiced smile, I addressed Carlos in a gentle tone.

“Thank you for your hard work.

Don’t worry about things here.

Head out and enjoy a proper breakfast.

”

“Thank you, Debra,” he replied before glancing towards Caleb.

Caleb dismissed him with an impatient wave of his hand.

Carlos quickly exited the room.

The moment the door closed behind him, I took a deep breath and entered the study, carrying the fruit.All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

As I locked the door behind me, I gazed at Caleb’s fuming figure.

Forcing a smile, I swallowed the bitterness rising in my throat and asked, “What’s the matter?”

Caleb offered a curt, unconvincing, “Nothing.

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