Chapter 110: Chapter 110 Cooperation
Sylvia’s POV
I stared at Alpha Vargas like he’d just grown a second head.
He looked genuinely confused—which, frankly, only made things weirder.
"You seriously don’t know about this?" he asked, brows pulling together. "I mean, I was told these were your words."
"My words?" I repeated, blinking. "No, Alpha Vargas. I have no clue what the hell you’re talking about."
He didn’t react. No twitch, no smirk, not even a flicker of guilt. Just... confusion.
And not the fake kind, either. The real, deep-in-his-bones kind.
Which, honestly, made this whole thing even more uncomfortable.
I studied his face for a long beat—eyes, jaw, posture.
My gut told me one thing: he wasn’t lying.
Whatever this was, it didn’t come from him, and it sure as hell didn’t come from me.
That left... someone else. Someone trying to screw with both of us.
And judging by the way Alpha Vargas’s shoulders dropped just a little, the way his stance softened ever so slightly, he was starting to piece it together too.
"Alright," I said, voice steady but edged. "Let’s not play the guessing game. Lay it all out. No filters. No PR crap."
"Agreed." His tone turned sharp, clipped. The Alpha mask dropped into place. "Truth is, we were considering pulling the plug on the deal with Frostline Enterprises."
I kept my expression neutral, but my pulse ticked up a notch.
"There were whispers," he added. "The kind that don’t come from nowhere. People talking. And what they were saying wasn’t good."
He paused, eyes scanning my face, probably looking for a tell. I gave him none.
"But even then," he went on, "I held back. Because I trust you. You’ve always been straight with me. I figured, if something was wrong, you’d say it first."
I gave a small nod—tight, controlled. "Thanks for that. Seriously."
Alpha Vargas let out a breath, slow and heavy, like the next part physically hurt to say.
"But then," he muttered, his jaw tightening, "I got a delivery. No return address. Hand-delivered, no signature. Just my name on it. Inside was a letter. Supposedly from you. Marked ’confidential.’ Said only I should read it." freeweɓnovel.cѳm
My stomach tightened.
"When I opened the envelope," Alpha Vargas said, voice low, "what I found inside was... well, let’s just say it wasn’t the kind of message you send to a business partner you respect."
He paused, visibly uncomfortable. "There were official-looking termination papers. And some pretty harsh words about my company and my family. Frankly, it read like a personal attack."
That was it. I shot out of my chair.
"Alpha Vargas," I said, my voice sharp with disbelief, "I swear on my bloodline—I never sent that letter. Not a single line of it came from me."
He studied me for a second, then gave a reluctant nod. "Honestly? I didn’t want to believe it either. But the signature at the bottom... it looked legit. Like, eerily so."
My wolf was fully awake now. Protective rage simmered in my chest like wildfire.
Someone had forged my name. Someone wanted this partnership dead.
"Do you still have it?" I asked, barely managing to keep my voice steady.
He shook his head. "No. I was furious. Told my assistant to shred it the minute I read it. I didn’t want to look at it again. That’s when I made the call to cut ties with Frostline."
I swallowed the curse that burned at the back of my throat.
Great. Another lead, gone.
Whoever was behind this knew exactly what they were doing—how to trigger him, how to make it look real, how to cover their tracks.
But at least he wasn’t accusing me anymore. We’d cleared that up. Sort of.
Still, something felt... off.
I narrowed my eyes slightly. "Then why agree to meet today? No offense, but you don’t exactly strike me as the forgive-and-forget type. Was someone pushing you?"
The question just slipped out—pure instinct.
He cleared his throat, straightened his posture like he was snapping back into character. "You’re reading too much into this, Ms. Frost," he said smoothly. "I came because I still believe our alliance makes sense. That’s all."
His tone was even, but I caught it—just the tiniest spike in his pulse.
He was lying.
But I let it go. For now.
"Well," he said, shifting gears fast, "now that we’ve got that misunderstanding out of the way, let’s move on."
He extended his hand toward me, a smile firmly fixed on his face.
I raised an eyebrow but accepted the handshake. Brief, professional, but binding in our world.
"I’ll have a new contract drafted and sent to your office," I said, matching his smile with one of my own. "I look forward to continuing our productive relationship."
"I understand completely, Ms. Frost," he assured me with unexpected eagerness. "Our partnership will be stronger than ever."
Something in his tone seemed off—almost fearful respect rather than mutual appreciation—but I couldn’t place what had changed.
Perhaps he was simply relieved we’d resolved the conflict? freёwebnovel.com
One thing was certain: someone had deliberately tried to sabotage my business relationships.
I needed to find out who, and quickly.
"I should head back now, Alpha Vargas. You’ll have the new contract soon."
He nodded, still smiling that strange new smile. "Take your time. I trust your work."
As I turned to go, he added casually, "By the way—your material supply will resume this afternoon. I’ve already given the order."
I paused mid-step, blinking. That was fast. Too fast.
"Thank you," I said slowly. "I appreciate that."
I didn’t miss the way he exhaled—like someone who’d dodged a bullet.
I stepped out of his office and into the hallway, heels clicking against polished marble, my thoughts spinning like gears under pressure.
Just like that... it was over?
For days, I’d been stuck in a power struggle with a man. He’d been stonewalling, obstructing shipments, freezing communication. And now, without a single counteroffer or demand, everything was... fixed?
No threats. No ultimatums. No last-minute negotiations.
It felt too clean. Too easy.
Not like Alpha Vargas. Not like business. And definitely not like war.
Something had shifted behind the scenes—and I had no idea what, or who, had pulled the strings.