Crippled Luna's Farewell: Half A Life Without My Alpha's Deadly Deception novel Chapter 158

Dalton, keenly perceptive, picked up on the lack of warmth in Leo’s voice.

For a while now, he had been trying to build a better relationship with Leo. Despite their business collaborations, Leo never seemed particularly interested in deepening their association.

Dalton didn’t take offense. He was used to social maneuvering. Besides, at that moment, someone else approached them, pulling his attention away.

With a polite nod, he excused himself and moved toward the crowd.

Dalton had always been adept at reading people, and he knew when he wasn’t welcomed. Still, the indifference from Leo had begun to grate on him, especially since their business collaborations had required more frequent interaction lately.

But now, something else captured his attention.

As he moved toward the quieter section of the venue, his steps came to an abrupt halt.

Just ahead, framed against the soft glow of the decorative sconces, were two familiar figures.

Arnold and Sarah.

The sight struck him with a strange sense of déjà vu.

The scene of Arnold and Sarah cuddling together a month or two ago came flooding back to him.

The two of them had such a natural vibe, like they'd known each other for years, but how could Sarah - a woman who always harbored jealousy and was incompetent - know a big shot like Alpha Arnold?

His gaze sharpened.

Before he could fully process the situation, Arnold made a small movement.

He picked up a plate and carefully placed a slice of cake on it. Then, without a word, he extended it toward Sarah.

Dalton’s jaw tightened slightly.

It wasn’t a grand gesture, nor was it overly intimate. But something about it felt personal, as though an entire conversation was being exchanged in silence.

Sarah, however, did not reach for it.

She merely regarded the plate for a second, then lifted her gaze to meet Arnold’s. There was no hesitation, no warmth—only quiet finality in her expression.

Arnold didn’t speak, but the subtle way his fingers curled against the plate betrayed something unspoken.

Dalton found himself narrowing his eyes.

This realization unsettled Dalton. He had known Arnold for quite some time and understood that Arnold was not one to grow close to people easily. Yet, with Sarah, he seemed at ease, as if they shared an unspoken understanding. The doubt in Dalton’s heart deepened. Something was off.

Taking a decisive step forward, he approached Arnold with a polite nod. “Arnold,” he greeted, his tone even.