Free Web NovelChapter 111: Chapter 111 Proceed Smoothly
Sylvia’s POV
I walked into the Frostline Enterprises headquarters that afternoon with my head held high, feeling the weight of every gaze that followed me through the main floor.
The atmosphere had shifted noticeably—respect had replaced the doubt that used to cloud their eyes whenever they looked at me.
Alpha Vargas’s reputation for being impossible to deal with was legendary in our business circles. Yet here I was, not only with the material supplies restored but with the contract draft in our hands.
My wolf stirred contentedly within me, enjoying the reverence in their stares.
"Sylvia, how did you pull off the Vargas deal?" Lily bounced over to me, genuine excitement lighting up her face.
Unlike the others whose admiration was tainted with jealousy, her enthusiasm was pure.
I could scent the difference—my heightened Alpha senses could always distinguish between authentic respect and veiled envy.
I reached out and playfully ruffled her hair, making sure my voice carried just enough for the others to hear.
"Just got lucky, that’s all," I said with a modest shrug. "What really matters is putting in the work and not looking for shortcuts."
The message wasn’t subtle.
I knew exactly what games were being played around me, what alliances were forming and dissolving.
Office politics weren’t so different from pack dynamics—there were always those looking to climb by stepping on others.
Once in my office, my assistant knocked and entered with an update that caught me off guard.
"They sent extra materials?" I asked, my brow furrowing. Alpha Vargas wasn’t known for generosity—quite the opposite.
My assistant nodded. "Yes, but we’re paying the original agreed price. I checked with their company representative who insisted it was complimentary."
I couldn’t hide my shock. In the cutthroat business world nothing came free. Every gift had strings attached.
"Are you certain we weren’t charged extra somewhere else?" I pressed.
"Absolutely positive. Finance went through everything twice before I brought this to you."
Still skeptical, I picked up my phone and dialed Alpha Vargas directly.
He answered almost immediately."Alpha Vargas speaking."
"This is Sylvia Frost," I said firmly. "There seems to be a discrepancy with the materials delivery."
His heart rate quickened—I could hear it through the phone with my enhanced senses. "Is something wrong? Are we short?"
"No, actually the opposite," I replied, puzzled by his nervous tone. "You’ve sent more than we ordered and paid for."
The relief in his sigh was palpable. "Oh, that! Don’t worry about it. Consider it a gift—a peace offering for our previous misunderstanding."
I arched an eyebrow. This wasn’t the same arrogant Alpha who had threatened to terminate our contract just days ago. Something had changed.
"That’s very generous," I said cautiously, "but hardly necessary."
"Please, I insist," he rushed to say. "I’ll feel better knowing you’ve accepted it."
That raised more red flags. "Feel better about what?"
There was an awkward pause. "I just meant—after misjudging you earlier—accepting this small token would help clear the air between us." ƒгeewebnovёl.com
Something was definitely off. Alpha Vargas was practically groveling, his voice laced with an unmistakable eagerness to please.
"Alright then," I conceded, still suspicious. "I’m finalizing the contract now and will have it sent over shortly."
"Take your time," he said with uncharacteristic patience. "Just enjoy the materials, please."
After hanging up, I stared at my phone, trying to make sense of what had just happened.
Alpha Vargas had transformed from an imperious, difficult business partner into an accommodating, almost subservient one overnight.
My assistant noticed my confusion. "Is everything okay?"
I gave a breezy wave. "All good. If they want to throw free materials at us, we’ll use them. Worst case, we send a thank-you card and a return shipment later."
He nodded and went back to work, but I didn’t move. Not right away.
Then I glanced at the closed door, a faint smile tugging at the corner of my mouth.
Whoever’s behind this... they’ll show their hand eventually.
Author POV
Across the open floor of Frostline Enterprises, heads tilted and whispers buzzed like bees around a shaken hive.
Sylvia Frost had done it again.
First it was landing the Vertex deal—the one every exec in a three-mile radius had drooled over. Now she’d somehow charmed Alpha Vargas into submission, signed the contract, and walked away with a bonus shipment like it was just another Tuesday.
Her win streak was starting to look less like luck and more like divine intervention.
Which, of course, made Selene absolutely unhinged.
The moment the news hit her inbox, she stood up and swept everything off her desk—laptop, crystal paperweight, color-coded folders—all crashing to the floor.
"WHY does she always land on her damn feet?" she snapped, voice sharp enough to cut drywall.
Her assistant tried to peek in, saw the look on her face, and wisely backed away like someone who’d just spotted a rabid raccoon in heels.
Selene’s wolf surged under her skin, restless and snarling.
Something had shifted lately.
Sylvia didn’t just walk through fire—she strolled through it with blow-dried hair and fresh lipstick.
And worse? It felt like someone was clearing the path for her. Quietly. Strategically.
Selene’s eye twitched.
She knew this latest success would only elevate Sylvia further in Alpha Astra’s estimation.
At Frostline Enterprises, capability was the ultimate currency.
Selene might enjoy Astra’s favoritism for now, but that was temporary. Real power came from results.
Staring at the reports her informants had sent, detailing Sylvia’s latest achievement, Selene’s face contorted with hatred.
Selene’s lip curled in disgust. "No. Nope. Not happening."
She grabbed the nearest folder, ripped it clean in half, and let the pieces fall like confetti for a pity party she refused to host.
"I will not be overshadowed by her," she growled, each word laced with venom. "Not again. Not ever."
Her reflection in the glass door caught her eye—hair wild, jaw tight, eyes glowing faintly gold.
She smoothed her blouse, adjusted her lipstick with one sharp swipe of her thumb, and muttered under her breath:
"Fine, Sylvia. Game on."
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In the weeks that followed, Sylvia’s project proceeded smoothly.
The atmosphere throughout Frostline Enterprises had transformed—everywhere she went, she was met with genuine respect rather than the thinly veiled condescension of before.
Even her assistant noticed the change, commenting on how other companies now treated them with increased deference.
When news spread that Alpha Vargas had not only reconciled with Sylvia but signed a new contract that was publicly announced, the rumors about internal conflict at Frostline Enterprises dissolved.
Business partners who had distanced themselves during the turmoil now returned, eager to reestablish connections. freeωebnovēl.c૦m
Sylvia welcomed them back graciously, understanding that in both wolf society and business, alliances were everything.
