NovelGoldChapter 57: Confrontation at the Consortium
Chapter 57: Confrontation at the Consortium
(Elena’s POV)
Jennifer Walsh didn’t care and shouted, “I just said you wanted to hook up with Alpha Marcus, so what? Miss
Rivers is right, there are always she-wolves like you who shamelessly stick themselves on-"
Before she could finish her words, | retaliated with a slap across her face. The sound echoed through the Grand
Atrium like a gunshot.
Jennifer Walsh stumbled backward, her hand flying to her reddened cheek. Other Blackwood Consortium
employees were attracted by the commotion, gathering around us in a growing circle.
Jennifer Walsh, initially stunned, becenraged. Her eyes blazed with fury as she attempted to strike back
at me.
| blocked her swing and delivered another slap, this one harder than the first. Jennifer Walsh reeled from the
impact, nearly losing her balance.
“You b***h!” Jennifer Walsh screamed, her face red-eyed with rage. “Security! Security!”
When the security guards arrived, Jennifer Walsh pointed ataccusingly. “This woman is causing trouble and
assaulting me! Take her to the Territorial Enforcement Station immediately!”
|
mained calm despite the chaos around me. 1 only defended myself after she initiated the conflict with baseless
insults and yellow rumors.
My voice carried clearly through the atrium. “She attackedverbally simply because I'm a she-wolf seeking to
meet with Marcus Blackwood.”
| looked around at the gathered employees, my gaze steady. “I have to question if this is the Blackwood
Consortium’s standard. Even a fly would be insulted here.”
The female onlookers exchanged complex glances. Snodded in agreement while others looked
uncomfortable.
“If this is how the Blackwood Consortium treats visitors, then your reputation speaks for itself, | continued.
Jennifer Walsh's confidence wavered slightly, but she quickly recovered. “You're just making excuses! You don’t
even know Alpha Marcus!”
| pulled out my phone with deliberate calm. Then I'll call Marcus Blackwood myself.”
The front desk staff's eyes widened in surprise. They wandered if | genuinely knew Marcus Blackwood after all.
Jennifer Walsh, however, remained confident. She believed | was bluffing since she had never seenbefore.
“Go ahead and call,” she sneered. “Let’s see if Alpha Marcus even knows who you are.”
| dialed Marcus's number, but the call went unanswered. The phone rang endlessly before going to voicemail.
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| tried again, but this t| was met with busy signals. My face darkened as | realized Marcus was playing a
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Jennifer Walsh’s mocking laughter filled the air. “See? You don’t know Alpha Marcus at all! You're just another.
delusional she wolf!”
She turned to the security guards triumphantly. “Take her away! She's clearly lying about everything!”
| decided to leave rather than continue this humiliating charade. Marcus had made his point clear.
“Stop herl” Jennifer Walsh instructed the security guards as | moved toward the exit.
She grabbed my arm roughly, her nails digging into my skin. “You think you can just slapand walk away?”
Her grip tightened as she prepared to retaliate for the slaps fd given her.
Just then, Amber Stone appeared, her hand shooting out to stop Jennifer Walsh's raised arm. “That's
enough,”
Amber Stone's voice carried absolute authority. Jennifer Walsh's face went pale as she recognized Marcos’s
trusted assistant.
“Elena,” Amber Stone said, turning towith professional courtesy. “Alpha Marcus has just returned and asked
Jennifer Walsh’s mouth fell open in shock. Her confident expression crumbled as she realized | indeed knew
Marcus Blackwood.
The gathered employees began whispering among themselves, their eyes shifting between Jennifer Walsh and
Amber Stone ledtoward the executive elevators, leaving Jennifer Walsh standing frozen in the Grand
Atrium.
|
We rode the elevator in silence to the top floor. Amber Stone’s expression remained neutral, but | could sense
her disapproval of the scene downstairs.
“Alpha Marcus is waiting in his Command Chamber,” she said as we reached the executive floor.
She leddown the hallway to Marcus's office. After | entered, Amber Stone closed the door and left us
alone.
Marcus sat on the leather sofa, dressed casually in a white shirt and dark trousers. He looked up from the
documents in his hands.
“Do you have business with me?” he asked, his tone deliberately indifferent.
| knew he was doing this on purpose. “Was all of that really necessary?”
*#*Marcus avoided my question entirely. “Are you here to negotiate with me?”
His golden eyes held a calculating gleam that made my skin crawl.
“What do you want?” | pressed, my patience wearing thin.
Marcus set down his documents and leaned back against the sofa. “I told you what | wanted last night”
The memory of his hands on my body flashed through my mind. | felt my face flush with anger and humiliation.
“Isn't Sophia Rivers enough for you?” | snapped.
Chapter 57 Confrontation.
Marcus's expression darkened like a storm cloud. His jaw tightened as he stood up from the sofa.
“If you refuse to comply, then leave,” he said coldly.
The silence stretched between us like a taut wire. | could feel the weight of his Alpha authority pressing down
on me.
After a long moment, | walked toward him. My legs felt heavy as lead, but | forced myself to move.
| sat on his lap, my hands trembling as | began to undress him. Each button felt like a small defeat.
| stopped at his belt buckle, my fingers frozen. The cold metal seemed to burn my skin.
“Why did you stop?” Marcus asked, his voice husky.
| took a deep breath and reached for the buckle again. But Marcus caught my wrists, pullingcloser.
He kissedroughly, his lips demanding and possessive. | tried to resist, pushing against his chest.
In a moment of desperation, | bit down hard on his lower lip. The taste of blood filled my mouth.
Marcus releasedimmediately, his expression turning dark and dangerous.
“I'm not mentally prepared,” | said, my voice barely above a whisper.
Marcus forcedto look at him, his grip firm on my chin. “Is it that hard to be like before?”
The question cut deep into my heart. “Do you love me, Marcus?”
He avoided my gaze, his silence speaking volumes. “I could let you be my true Luna if you listened to me.”
| understood then. This was all about control and power, never about love.
“Would you stop threatening my brother David if | listened to you?” | asked desperately.
Marcus didn’t answer. His silence was answer enough.
| continued to undress him with mechanical movements, my heart dying a little more with each passing
second.
“Leave,” Marcus said suddenly, his voice flat.
| stood up slowly, my legs unsteady. Before | reached the door, | turned back one last time.
“Please spare my family.” | whispered.
Marcus didn’t respond. He simply stared out the window, his back turned to me.
(Marcus's POV)
After Elena left, my eyes turned cold as winter ice. | touched my lower lip, feeling the sting where she’d bitten
me.
Amber Stone entered the Command Chamber and immediately noticed the blood on my lips. Her professional
composure faltered slightly.
“How do you plan to deal with Jennifer Walsh's public insults toward Elena?” she asked carefully.
| straightened my tie, my expression-unreadable. “Handle it yourself.”
Amber Stone nodded and left to carry out my orders
Chapter 57 Confrontation
(God's POV)
Within minutes, Amber Stone was back in the Grand Atrium.
“Jennifer Walsh,” Amber Stone called out with authority.
Jennifer Walsh approached nervously, still shaken by the earlier revelation.
“You're terminated, effective immediately,” Amber Stone announced.
Jennifer Walsh's face went white with shock. “What? Why? | need an explanation!”
|
“It was Alpha Marcus's decision,” Amber Stone replied simply
Jennifer Walsh's desperation grew. “But | have connections! Miss Rivers spoke highly of me! Surely you can
change Alpha Marcus’s mind!”
Amber Stone's expression remained unmoved. The decision is final.”
(Elena’s POV)
As soon as | arrived hat Moonhaven Estate, my phone rang. Patricia’s voice was careful and hopeful.
“Little Elena, did Marcus say anything on his end?”
| entered my Master Suite, feeling drained from the confrontation, “I'll ask later, Mother.”
Patricia's voice softened with concern. “Don’t be too stubborn with him. Try to be gentle.”
| hung up the phone and sank onto the bed. Only forty days left until | could leave this nightmare behind.
Being gentle wouldn't kill me, | thought bitterly.
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