After I left, the twin Alphas went crazy novel Chapter 161

Today’s tender meeting felt like the culmination of weeks of relentless work. Zane and I had burned the midnight oil for countless nights, fine-tuning every aspect of our proposal. We couldn’t afford any slip-ups—not when the stakes were this high.

“This is it,” I muttered under my breath as we approached the venue.

Zane, walking beside me, adjusted his tie with his usual calm demeanor. “Don’t worry. We’ve got this.”

The venue was alive with energy, a constant hum of conversation and movement filling the air. People streamed in steadily, most of them the elite of the business world, their sharp suits and designer outfits exuding power and precision.

I could feel the weight of the moment as I stepped inside, my heels clicking softly against the polished marble floor.

I had chosen my outfit carefully, it was a tailored charcoal-gray pantsuit that fit me like a glove. The blazer was cinched perfectly at the waist, giving me a strong yet feminine silhouette, while the crisp white blouse underneath added a touch of sophistication.

A simple silver pendant rested at my collarbone, catching the light just enough to be noticed without being flashy.

My black stilettos gave me the extra height I needed to meet the stares of those sizing me up, while my hair, pulled into a sleek low bun, kept me looking composed and professional.

As I moved through the room, I noticed heads turning. Some were subtle glances; others were more overt, their eyes flickering between me and Zane, who walked confidently at my side. Let them stare, I thought to myself. I wasn’t here to blend in.

I was here to dominate.

I scanned the crowd, spotting familiar faces.

Then I saw him. Arman.

The corner of my mouth twitched into a smirk as I sauntered toward him. “Long time no see, brother,” I said mockingly.

Arman turned, his expression shifting from surprise to something darker and gloomy, almost resentful. He stepped closer, lowering his voice just enough to remain civil in the crowd.

“You shouldn’t be here. This Isn’t a playground for children playing house.” His lips curled into a sneer. “You’re out of your depth. Now go back immediately and don't disgrace Moon Shadow here.”

The sting of his words barely had time to register before Zane appeared at my side, like a shadow materializing in the light. His presence commanded immediate attention. A hush fell over the nearby group as gasps of recognition rippled through the crowd.

“It’s him!” someone whispered.