Alpha Amanda's Love Adventure (By Aurora Grey) novel Chapter 172

Chapter 172 Flights, Feelings, and a Crush

Samson’s POV:

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I finished sorting the documents on my desk. Just as my fingers touched the mouse, a message alert popped up on my phone.

Sara’s icon lit up on the screen. Her usual minimalist Isnesh-letter design looked clean and distant, just like her.

“Mr. Ortega, sorry for the interruption. I have some urgent personal matters to handle. I may need to pause the online Isnesh language lessons for the next two weeks. I’ll let you know in advance when I can resume.”

My fingertip hovered over the screen for two seconds. The memory of Amy confessing in front of everyone at the hot spring suddenly flashed through my mind.

I frowned without meaning to. She must still be bothered by that sudden confession and needed time to calm down.

I typed back, “No problem. Personal matters come first. If you need help with anything, feel free to tell me.”

“Mr. Ortega, the Operations Department schedule is confirmed.” The office door opened and my deputy, Cody, walked in with a folder. “Mooncrest Pack’s Mooncrest Cup Racing Championship opens next week. Your flight is booked for next Friday, nine in the morning. Two Operations assistants will accompany you.”

Mooncrest Cup. The name made me look up.

It was the biggest racing event in all of Howlstead. Talented racers from every region, but the real reason packs gathered there was business. It was less a race and more a hub for hidden negotiations.

The Operations Department had already suggested using this chance to discuss an energy- crystal transport route with Mooncrest Pack. I had planned to do it anyway, so the timing worked out perfectly.

Besides, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I would see Læm there.

Amanda’s POV:

Sunlight spilled across my hand as the plane broke through the clouds. Warm. Soft.

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Chapter 172 Flights, Feelings, and a Crush

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I adjusted the loose hair around my face using a small mirror. This time, I didn’t wear that wax-yellow disguise. I came as myself.

Theo had been staring at me for a while, He finally blurted, “Boss, with a face like yours you could live off your looks. Why do you insist on dressing like a country bumpkin? What’s the point?”

He had asked this question at least 10 times.

I laughed and brushed my hair back, looking out at the drifting clouds. “Peace and quiet.”

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