Free Web NovelChapter 52: Chapter 52 The Truth
Author’s POV
"Because you don’t deserve this proposal."
Sylvia rose slowly to her feet, her delicate features a mask of cool detachment. The subtle shift in her posture—shoulders back, chin lifted—sent ripples of unease through the conference room. Her wolf stirred beneath her skin, tired of being restrained.
She watched Sunny prance around like some performer in a cheap sideshow. The woman’s desperate energy reminded Sylvia of lower-ranking wolves trying to claim territory they hadn’t earned.
Sunny clenched her fists, her expression indignant. "What’s that supposed to mean?"
Her face contorted into something ugly. "Are you jealous of my proposal? Is that it? God, Sylvia, you’re so petty."
When Sylvia had first stood up, Sunny had appeared frightened—the instinctive reaction of a weaker wolf confronted by a dominant one. But that fear quickly dissolved into smug confidence as she remembered she’d already stolen Sylvia’s files and presented them as her own . First come, first served—that’s how she thought the corporate world worked.
The project manager turned toward Sylvia, his gaze deepening with consideration. "Sylvia, are you suggesting...?"
"Manager!" Sunny’s shrill voice cut across the room. "Sylvia’s just slandering a colleague! Why are you playing along with her? Do you two have something to hide from the rest of us?"
A collective gasp rippled through the room. All eyes shifted between Sylvia and the project manager, searching for confirmation of the scandalous accusation.
The project manager, naturally conservative, flushed crimson with anger. "Sunny, that’s outrageous nonsense. Sylvia and I are nothing more than colleagues."
But his embarrassed reaction only fed the whispers. His indignation looked suspiciously like guilt to those eager for drama. freeweɓnovel.cѳm
Lily started forward, ready to defend them both, but Sylvia subtly blocked her path. This was her battle.
A cold laugh escaped Sylvia’s lips as she advanced toward Sunny. Her movements were fluid and precise—a predator closing in on prey. The tailored business suit she wore only enhanced her natural dominance, the fabric outlining the lean strength of a born Alpha.
By comparison, Sunny’s overly flashy outfit seemed desperate—too bright, too tight, trying too hard. She might have looked attractive on her own, but standing opposite Sylvia, she appeared cheap, like cubic zirconia next to a diamond.
Sunny trembled as Sylvia approached, visibly rattled by the aura of power radiating from the woman she’d dared to cross. "What—what do you think you’re doing? I’m just speculating! Why are you so angry unless there’s truth to it?"
Sylvia’s beautiful eyes narrowed dangerously. She reached out and gripped Sunny’s chin between her fingers, her voice dropping to a low, threatening timbre that made everyone lean forward to hear.
"People with dirty minds see filth everywhere they look, don’t they?" Her grip tightened slightly. "Since your eyes are so polluted and your mouth so undisciplined, perhaps I should teach you some manners."
Sylvia’s height advantage—enhanced by her heels—allowed her to look down at Sunny, whose confidence crumbled under that piercing gaze.
"Bitch," Sunny hissed through the pain, her words slurred by Sylvia’s grip. "Let go of me... everyone’s watching... you’re only acting this way because you’re guilty..."
Sylvia’s smile turned glacial. With a casual flick of her wrist, she released Sunny’s face with enough force to make her stumble sideways.
The project manager, still smarting from Sunny’s false accusations, made no move to intervene. Instead, he signaled the others to stay put. He wanted to see how this played out.
The other employees were riveted. Office drama like this was rare entertainment—nobody wanted to miss the finale.
Sylvia regarded Sunny with the detached interest of someone observing something unpleasant beneath their shoe. With elegant precision, she withdrew a wet wipe from her purse and methodically cleaned each finger, one by one.
This dismissive gesture inflamed Sunny further. Once she regained her balance, she stormed toward Sylvia. "You fucking bitch! How dare you!"
Just as she lunged forward, the project manager intercepted her, his tone placating: "Come now, Sunny. We’re all colleagues here. There’s no need for this unpleasantness. Perhaps Sylvia has her reasons for reacting this way."
The manager’s unexpected defense raised eyebrows throughout the room. Something wasn’t adding up. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ
"I absolutely have my reasons," Sylvia confirmed, her voice carrying a dangerous calm. "Sunny’s proposal was stolen."
"You’re full of shit!" Sunny shrieked, as if her last shield had been torn away. Her voice escalated with each word. "You’ve got some nerve! Look at you two, plotting together! You must be sleeping with him!"
"Hmm, interesting you’d go there," Sylvia replied with measured coolness. "Speaking of inappropriate relationships, what exactly is going on between you and Leo?"
"W-what are you talking about?"
The accusation hit Sunny like ice water. How could Sylvia possibly know about that? Her gaze darted nervously around the room, unable to meet Sylvia’s penetrating stare.
The shift in dynamics was palpable. What had seemed like a potential scandal between Sylvia and the manager suddenly refocused on Sunny.
Sylvia’s red lips curved into a knowing smile. "Sunny, there’s an old saying: if you want to keep secrets, don’t make them in the first place."
She took a step closer. "And as for how you obtained this proposal... do I really need to spell it out?"
The room’s occupants—all seasoned professionals—caught her meaning immediately.
Lily, always straightforward, couldn’t contain herself. "Are you saying Sunny plagiarized your work, Sylvia?"
"You’re lying!" Sunny snarled, her eyes wild with desperation. "You have no proof! You can’t just make accusations like that!"
She hurled the challenge with desperate confidence, certain Sylvia couldn’t produce evidence.
Sensing Sunny’s assumption, Sylvia smiled—the kind of smile that made prey animals freeze in terror. "Did you really think I’d let this slide without backup?"
"I don’t know what you’re talking about."
Watching Sunny play dumb, Sylvia decided words were useless. She strode purposefully to the computer, inserted a flash drive, and opened a new presentation.
Noting Sunny’s mounting panic, Sylvia raised an eyebrow and tilted her head. "Sunny, dear, you might want to pay close attention to this."
