After She's Terminal The Alpha Regrets (Elaine and Lucas) novel Chapter 82

Chapter 82

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Ayla couldn’t let this stand.

Elaine made her look like a fool. A complete and utter fool, and now she was certain to be the laughing stock of the pack. Worst of all, she hadn’t gotten the chance to announce her intentions of taking over Elaine’s foundation. The time had long since passed now, Elaine had gotten Volk’s support.

She’d simply have to open one of her own.

And, perhaps, poach a few of Elaine’s own investors. Which was why she was here today, meeting with Nancy and Adrian.

Ayla sat at a table in some restaurant she’d thought looked fancy enough for something like this. Italian. Expensive. The perfect place for a little meeting with Elaine’s investors. It hadn’t been easy to get them here. But a little lie about her concern for Elaine had finally managed to convince them.

Ayla looked up as Adrian was the first to arrive. She smiled.

“Alpha Adrian!” she greeted, motioning for him to take a seat. He did so. “I’m so glad you could make it.

“You made this sound serious,” Adrian said, then cast a glance around the room. “Though your choice of venue is questionable considering the context.”

“I wanted you to be comfortable. I thought some nice food, a warm environment…”

Adrian leveled her with a long, hard stare. “Alright. Then get on with it. What is it about Elaine you’re so worried about?”

“All in good time! We should wait for Nancy to arrive,” Ayla said.

“So she is coming.”

“I made sure of it. This is important, after all.”

Adrian nodded solemnly.

Ayla picked up her menu, skimming the dishes. “I saw we get some appetizers. Have you eaten yet today? No matter! I’m paying so it really isn’t a big deal. Order whatever you want!”

Adrian raised a brow.

He wasn’t quite sure what to make of Ayla. This was his first time meeting her officially.

Ayla looked up from the menu as someone else walked into the restaurant. Her face lit up. “Mrs. Bennet!”

Nancy approached the table. “Let’s make this quick,” she said, her tone clipped as she sat what. “What is it?”

“I was thinking we might start with–”