After I left, the twin Alphas went crazy novel Chapter 166

Lirian laughed, the sound filling the room and easing the tension from earlier.

For a moment, it felt like everything was right in the world.

The next day, I attended a business drinking party, expecting nothing more than the usual networking and small talk.

However, the moment I entered the room, I sensed something was off.

The atmosphere was heavier than usual, the air thick with unspoken tension.

As I scanned the room, my suspicions were confirmed. Among the investors and executives, two unwelcome faces stood out: Alpha Caden and Linda.

Linda spotted me almost immediately, a mischievous grin spreading across her face.

She raised her glass in a mock toast, her eyes gleaming with malice.

I clenched my jaw, refusing to let her rattle me. But it was clear that this wasn’t a coincidence.

This gathering was a trap, carefully laid out with me as the intended prey.

I pressed my phone to my ear as I stood at the ornate doors of the private lounge.

My voice was calm but firm, finalizing a few details before walking into the gathering.

The muffled chatter and occasional bursts of laughter from inside grew louder as I stepped in, pushing my way through the thick haze of cigar smoke and clinking glasses.

The scene before me was all too familiar, a circle of influential figures indulging in excess.

At the center of it all was Alpha Caden, his imposing figure lounging comfortably at the head of the table.

Beside him, Linda sat poised and polished, her gaze flicking between the guests like a hawk.

My attention, however, was immediately drawn to my assistant, Zoe, who was perched on the edge of the circle.

Her cheeks were flushed a deep crimson, her glassy eyes wide with discomfort.

She fidgeted nervously, her trembling hands clutching a half-empty glass of wine.

Zoe was a fresh graduate, a bright and hardworking girl from a modest background.

We had met at university, and she had quickly become indispensable to my company, handling affairs with an efficiency far beyond her years.

But now, she looked completely out of her depth.

“Let me introduce myself,” Zoe said shakily, clearly trying to salvage the situation. “This is the founder and president of Lumora.”

The laughter at the table faltered, replaced by a wary silence.

My reputation preceded me, and for a moment, I allowed the weight of it to settle over the room.

I met each gaze in turn, memorizing the smug expressions of those who had been so eager to humiliate Zoe moments before.

“She’s not well,” I said sharply, my tone leaving no room for argument. “She’s coming with me.”

Alpha Caden leaned back in his chair, his grin widening as he regarded me with mock amusement. “Leaving so soon?” he drawled, his tone laced with condescension.

“The business isn’t done yet. If you’re so protective of your assistant, why don’t you drink in her place?”

A ripple of anticipation spread through the room as all eyes turned to me. It was a challenge, a power play meant to test my resolve.

I followed their gaze to the row of glasses lined up on the table.

The deep amber liquid glinted under the dim lighting, the sharp scent of high-proof alcohol wafting into the air.

These weren’t casual drinks—they were a deliberate attempt to intimidate.