Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 385

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A dull ache pulsed at the back of Mason’s head, tugging at his consciousness. His wolf stirred restlessly, a fo growl rumbling deep in his chest. He struggled to open his eyes; his vision blurred for a moment before focusing on a tear–streaked face right in front of him.

Emily’s eyes were swollen, her tears still fresh; she looked pitifully vulnerable. Memories flickered back; he vaguely recalled the moments before he fainted. Emily could have caught him, but she suddenly let go. Now, staring at her, she seemed like a completely different she–wolf from the one he saw before collapsing

“Emily…” he groaned, clutching his head, his voice strained, “How long have I been unconscious? Did you call for a

healer?”

Emily stiffened, avoiding his gaze. “I did, a healer is on their way, but there’s a pack dispute; it’ll take a while. Mason, let me tend to your wound first.” Without waiting for a reply, she grabbed her pack’s first aid kit. “Mason, how should I do this?”

Mason watched her; her deceptive reactions were obvious; she wouldn’t meet anyone’s gaze. She was lying; she hadn’t called a healer! Uncomfortable under his scrutiny, tears welled in Emily’s eyes. “Mason, it’s because those wolves are blocking the path, the healer can’t get through…”

Mentioning the wolves outside tightened Mason’s heart. More than his head wound, he was worried about the pack, about his shares in the Silvermoon Pack’s business ventures. Seeing his expression, Emily knew he wouldn’t press her about the healer, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, the shrill ring of a communicator shattered the silence. Emily glanced at the caller ID; it was her assistant again. Impatience flashed in her eyes; these useless wolves couldn’t handle anything, constantly bothering her! Despite her annoyance, she answered. On the other end, the assistant’s voice was desperate, almost wailing.

“Miss Carter! It’s over! The quality inspection report is out! It failed! Our product contains a banned ingredient! A very rare allergen! While not every wolf is allergic, many users experienced severe skin problems, severe skin damage! Production and sales have been completely banned!”

Buzz–Mason’s mind felt like it had been smashed by a hammer. Failed? Banned ingredients? Sales banned? His shares…what about his pledged shares?! Darkness surged, the world spinning harder than before. His weak body swayed uncontrollably; his lips drained of color. His wolf whimpered, fear sharp and cold.

Emily’s eyes flickered with calculation as she saw him falter. She quickly supported him, her voice panicked.

“Mason! Mason, what’s wrong?”

Mason leaned on her, gasping for breath, his heart pounding like a drum. “What happened? How did an allergen get in?”

Emily’s voice was choked with sobs. “How could this happen… I use Jade Porcelain Skin every day, and I’m perfectly fine… how could it cause skin damage?” She muttered in confusion, “We did quality checks before launch. The allergen dose was tiny, undetectable! It was suddenly detected now, so accurately, someone must

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have reported us!” She clutched his arm tightly, her tone certain and resentful

“I know! It’s Isabella!” Emily adopted a heartbroken expression. “I never imagined Isabella hated me, hated our family so much to do this…”

“She knows the formula; only she could report it, making the quality inspection department focus on this ingredient, targeting us specifically. Otherwise, such a small dose wouldn’t be caught!” Emily gripped Mason’s hand. “Mason, that dosage was truly safe, I use it every day without any problems; it’s Isabella… she’s trying to destroy me! Destroy Jade Porcelain Skin!” She expertly shifted all blame onto me again. Mason had witnessed Emily using Jade Porcelain Skin daily; her skin had even improved. Since Emily was fine, the problem must lie elsewhere. He nodded in agreement. Emily intently watched his expression; seeing the resentment in his eyes towards me, her tense nerves relaxed slightly. She squeezed his arm, tearful and perfectly helpless.

“Mason, what should we do now?”

Mason rubbed his throbbing forehead, exhausted. The headache was brutal, but worse was the mortgaged shares. If Jade Porcelain Skin completely failed, how would he fill the one–hundred–million–coin hole? And it wasn’t just one hundred million; if the products were returned, the initial investment would be lost, and with compensation, they’d lose a significant amount. If Andrew found out…he was finished!

“Give me some time to think,” he whispered, his voice weak. He said he’d think, but he had no solutions. He was a healer, good at solving medical problems, but he knew nothing about business. I had managed Fire Pharmaceuticals before. However, reality offered no respite. The quality inspection report was the final straw, igniting consumer fury. Online demands for refunds and compensation surged, some customers even blocking the pack entrance. The mess finally caught Andrew’s attention. When Mason saw his brother’s incoming call, his heart sank. The communicator vibrated in his palm like a death knell. After a long pause, he answered. Andrew’s voice was as cold and imperious as ever.

“What’s going on with that company you and Emily started?”

Before Mason could speak, Emily snatched the communicator, her voice instantly switching to a pitiful, self–reproaching sob.“Andrew, I’m sorry, it’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have tried to prove myself, I shouldn’t have been so competitive, trying to compete with Isabella… now she is angry, targeting me and Mason, damaging the Miller family’s reputation.” Emily knew exactly how to hit Andrew’s sore spot.

“That ungrateful she–wolf!” Andrew growled. Emily and Mason both breathed a sigh of relief, but Andrew then asked, “Where did you get the money to start the company?” Mason’s heart leapt into his throat, fingers tightening on the communicator. He stammered, avoiding the main issue. “It’s… it’s from a friend.” Andrew was silent for a few seconds, seemingly not investigating further. After all, in his view, a small cosmetics company wouldn’t require significant investment in core R&D; it was mainly marketing and production. How much could that cost? He didn’t press further, his voice tinged with barely concealed impatience. “Calm those influencers down, pay

that?” them if necessary, don’t let them cause more trouble, do I need to teach

you

“Yes, I’ll do it now.” Mason replied obediently. Andrew grunted and hung up. For now, the crisis was temporarily smoothed over. But before Mason could breathe, his communicator rang again. His face drained–this time, it was the wolf he’d borrowed money from was calling!