Alpha Hayley’s Destined Mate
Chapter 643 Open with Me
Hayley’s POV:
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Anyone daring enough to harm someone from the Sanders must hold a significant position themselves, likely no lower than a high–level Beta.
I asked the question, but the room fell silent.
I shifted my attention to Virginia. She had always been open with me, but now she was avoiding eye contact, her hesitation clear as she searched for the right words.
“Speak up!” I snapped at Peter, feeling impatience grow within me.
I was here to help resolve this, not make matters worse. Why were they hesitating?
Inside me, Hera stirred restlessly, her growls growing louder with each passing second. I was ready to track down those responsible and make them pay.
Peter, his head wrapped in bandages with only his eyes and mouth exposed, tried to explain, his voice strained.
“I took the money you gave me and went to negotiate with the company’s financial director, but someone spiked my drink.
“When I woke up, there was a woman beside me. I tried to leave, but her brother burst in with a group of people, and they beat me up.
“They were all high–level Betas, just like me. There were too many of them for me to fight off.”
He paused before continuing, “They’re not interested in settling things. They want to ruin me. I’m sure they’ve already gone to the media.”
“Did you sleep with her?” I asked coldly.
“No!” Peter’s voice shot back sharply, filled with anger. “Do you think I would force a woman into bed with me?”
“What’s the point of saying this now?” Virginia, who had been silent until now, finally spoke, her voice tinged with frustration. “They told Peter that if he doesn’t marry her, they’ll accuse him of rape and expose everything online to ruin the Sanders’s reputation!”
“Mom, what’s the big deal? Let them spread their lies! The police won’t side with them against the Sanders!” Peter’s voice was full of defiance as he raised his voice.
“You don’t understand!” Virginia replied urgently. “You haven’t found your destined mate yet. If this gets out, how will you ever be able to find the right mate from the right families?”
“If I can’t find the right mate, then I won’t get married,” Peter retorted firmly. “Michelle is back now, and when the time comes, the leadership of the Sanders will pass on to her child. I don’t care about any of this!”
“Enough!” Alan interrupted, his voice cutting through the tension. “Stop it, all of you. I’ve already arranged a meeting with that family. We’ll handle it when we get home.”
Just as Alan finished speaking, a loud noise came from the door.
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Before I could turn to see what was happening, the door swung open, and a man stumbled inside, nearly collapsing into Benjamin’s arms.
Benjamin’s wolf–like eyes flared with fury, ready to confront the intruder, but I quickly calmed him down.
“Alan, l’heard you wanted to see me, so I came straight here by taxi,” said Logan Middleton, the father of the woman Peter had allegedly slept with.
He was a lecherous, scheming man with a smug air about him. His loud, almost obnoxious voice made everyone in the room uncomfortable.
Logan shook hands with Alan before turning his attention to Peter, who was lying in the hospital bed.
Feigning sympathy, he said, “Oh, my son really went overboard. We’re supposed to be family soon, and he couldn’t even take it easy on Peter!”
“Who’s gonna be family with you!” Virginia shouted, her voice full of anger.
“You must be Mrs. Sander, right?” Logan said with a smile, unfazed by her outburst. “It’s understandable you’re upset. My son does lack restraint.
“Still, setting aside anger, these two need to settle their marriage as soon as possible!”
“I’m not marrying your daughter. Get that into your heads!” Peter glared at him, his voice thick with rage.
“You don’t get to decide that,” Logan smirked, turning to Alan. “Right, buddy?”
Alan said nothing, but his silence spoke volumes. He clearly didn’t want to challenge Logan, and his inaction was a tacit agreement.
“Dad, say something!” Peter cried, tugging at Alan’s sleeve in frustration. “I haven’t found my destined mate yet! There’s no way I’m marrying someone I don’t even know!”
“No way? Doesn’t matter how many times you say it!” Alan shouted back angrily, his voice so loud it echoed in the hallway. “Who told you to sleep with the girl, huh?”
I had met too many people like Alan–those who only cared about their family’s reputation and honor, regardless of the people involved.
With a father like that, I felt pity for Peter.
But Peter had been nothing but good to me, and seeing him treated like a puppet frustrated me beyond words.
I turned to Alan and mocked him coldly, “I truly don’t understand how someone like you can still call himself a father.”
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