Abandoned Luna Now Untouchable (Cecilia) novel Chapter 88

Cecilia

The moment I heard Remy mention a late-night snack, my internal alarm bells started

ringing.

I caught the silent signals he exchanged with one of his companions, and my suspicions immediately grew.

There was no way I was letting Alpha Sebastian get involved in whatever scheme they had in mind.

I walked over to him with measured, deliberate steps-trying my best to appear calm and collected even though tension was coiling in my chest.

When I reached his side, I said loud enough for everyone nearby to hear, “Alpha Sebastian, your nutritionist strictly forbids any eating after 9:30. I think we should skip this late supper.”

His deep eyes softened as they met mine.

“Listen to you.” he replied warmly, and I felt my heart flutter.

Almost immediately, Remy’s face darkened. “You sure have a lot of authority over our Alpha Sebastian, Cecilia,” he snapped.

I flashed him the professional smile I’d perfected over the years. “I wouldn’t dream of overstepping, Mr. Remy. But Luna Regina herself asked me to monitor his diet. That nutritionist is insanely strict-daily records, no exceptions. I’m just doing my job, no matter how tough it gets.”

Remy’s sneer returned. “So you’re using Luna Regina to pressure me?”

I kept my tone cool. “I wouldn’t dream of it.”

“If Luna Regina approves, then tonight’s meal should be fine, right?”

He even pulled out his phone as if he were going to call her. “Maybe I should check with her directly?”

I knew he was bluffing-he thought I was making excuses.

Deep down, I wondered what kind of guy calls his mother late at night for permission to take his son out for drinks…

Luna Regina would probably show up herself and tear him apart.

That’s exactly why I mentioned his mother instead of his father. Alphas may worry about appearances and business, but when a Luna is protecting her child, she won’t hesitate to destroy anyone getting in her way.

After a long, uncomfortable silence, Remy cleared his throat. “Alright, it’s just a midnight snack-no big deal. No need to wake Luna Regina. How about we just sit for a bi? Don’t deny an old friend even a small courtesy.”

Alpha Sebastian then turned his gaze to me, eyes dancing with amusement. “Would that work for you?”

His tone, his choice of words, his expression…

He was laying it on way too thick!

[Too much! You’re going too far!] wanted to scream.

[We’ll never clear our names if you keep talking like that!]

Remy looked ready to explode with frustration.

“Fine,” he growled, barely containing his anger. “Let’s just sit without eating. I’ve compromised enough, Cecilia. Keep pushing, and I swear I’ll lose my temper.”

At that point, the tension had escalated so much that I decided not to press further on Alpha Sebastian’s behalf.

After all, the resort was a joint investment between their companies.

1 glanced at Alpha Sebastian, silently asking for guidance.

“Uncle Remy looks ready to cry,” he said cheerfully, as if trying to diffuse the situation.

“Let’s humor him and just sit for a while.” just nodded reluctantly. “As you wish.”

Stepping back, I couldn’t help but notice how unusually cheerful Alpha Sebastian was.

Was he really not worried about Remy’s secret scheme?

That wasn’t like him; he was never careless.

Meanwhile, Mindy made several failed attempts to grab his attention during the meal.

As things settled down, I felt a little relief.

Then I noticed the instagram-model standing and leaving the table. She passed by me, trailing a faint scent of cherry liqueur, and never returned for the rest of the gathering.

When Alpha Sebastian finally rose to leave, Remy escorted him to the door, the rest of the group trailing behind like a pack of eager puppies.

At the entrance, I glanced outside and saw the Instagram-model again-this time stumbling along a small path near the villa, clutching what looked like a bottle of water, her steps unsteady.

So she bailed on her mission and decided to enjoy the night instead, huh?]

I shifted my focus back to Alpha Sebastian as we returned to the villa.

The moment we stepped in, I made a beeline for the kitchen, desperate for a drink.

I’d been standing alert all evening without a single sip, and my throat felt like sandpaper.

T’m hungry,” Alpha Sebastian called out casually. “Would you make me something to eat?”

I froze mid-sip.

[What happened to that strict diet excuse he always uses?]

I set down my barely-touched water and opened the refrigerator.

Unfortunately, there wasn’t much inside-just some fruit.

I washed a few and arranged them on a plate.

Alpha Sebastian studied the fruit, his brow furrowing slightly. “Cecilia, you’re becoming increasingly negligent in your duties.”