After I left, the twin Alphas went crazy novel Chapter 90

“Yeah, Ryan’s good, but he’s no match for Lirian,” another voice chimed in.

I glanced at Lirian to see his reaction, but to my surprise, the corners of his lips were curved upward in amusement. He didn’t seem bothered by the gossip at all. I blushed slightly, unsure of how to feel.

The day passed In a blur, filled with classes and quiet moments of introspection. I spent my free time reviewing investments, my mind flashing back to lessons I had learned in my past life.

Ethan, was thrilled with the profits I had made from a few recent deals. I smiled to myself, knowing this was only the beginning.

As the afternoon sun dipped below the horizon, I left school, the once-bustling grounds now eerily quiet. Just as I was about to leave, a familiar voice called out to me.

“Miss Sophia.”

I turned, only to find Clara standing there, her expression a mix of nervousness and forced sweetness.

“Are you here to see Ryan?” I asked, maintaining my usual composed demeanor. “He’s still inside.”

Clara gave me a fawning smile. “Yes, I came to see him,” she replied, her voice sickly sweet. “I’ve been so hard on him lately… All because of that Linda. He doesn’t know what’s good for him, but don’t be mad at him, okay?”

I shook my head, my voice steady but detached. “I have nothing to be angry about, Clara. I have nothing to do with him anymore.”

Clara stood there, disheveled and far from her once confident self. She reeked of cheap perfume, an attempt to cover up the foul stench that clung to her like a second skin.

Her unwashed hair was matted against her scalp, and the dark circles beneath her eyes were like deep, sunken shadows. She was a mess—a shell of the woman she probably once was.

Just then, Ryan and Linda emerged from the school building. Ryan’s sharp gaze immediately fell upon us, and his expression darkened when he saw Clara.

Ryan’s face hardened as he shot a warning glare at her. “You’re digging your own grave. I’m not going to be with someone I don’t like, Clara.”

Clara rolled her eyes and lowered her voice, grabbing Ryan’s arm. “What does liking have to do with anything? I’m not asking you to *love* Sophia. I’m asking you to *use* her—for money.

Is that so hard?” Her voice was filled with a twisted logic, and her eyes darted to Linda, standing awkwardly nearby.

“Think about it, Ryan. Sophia gave you more money than you’d ever earn in a lifetime. Remember how we lived in Moonshadow? Look at us now. We’re drowning, and Linda isn’t going to get you out of this mess.”

Linda, standing off to the side, flushed with embarrassment. She fidgeted, her face alternating between shades of green and white. Ryan’s expression mirrored hers—a mixture of frustration and shame. Life in Moonshadow had been easy for him, but now, everything was falling apart.

But deep down, Ryan couldn’t deny the flicker of doubt in his heart. Memories of his past with Sophia stirred, even though he had destroyed whatever trust existed between them when he shoved her down the steps of the dance classroom. Could there be a chance she’d forgive him?