I Regret Being Alpha’s Secret Mate novel Chapter 153

Chapter 136

After waking up, I asked Calista for help, requesting her assistance in investigating that matter. My need for justice was unwavering

Calista told me that she had already checked for me.

Calista’s efficiency was evident; her investigation thorough.

The number that was used to contact that person was indeed my number, but it was stolen on that day The location and time of the login have evidence that I was not present, which can prove my innocence, Calista’s investigation had cleared my name.

Beckett also checked on Ayla, but he couldn’t find any evidence related to her. Beckett’s investigation had yielded nothing.

The man had no transaction records with Ayla, they didn’t know each other before, and she had never met him privately

Calista couldn’t find it, so it must be true that it doesn’t exist. Calista’s conclusion was clear.

That is to say, with the evidence that she found through Beckett, she could at most prove to Lucian that I didn’t do that thing. Calista’s investigation only cleared my name; it couldn’t expose Ayla’s true nature.

But I couldn’t stage Ayla’s downfall and make Lucian see Ayla’s true face. My need for revenge was profound.

So, I refused Calista’s suggestion to confront Lucian with these things and have him apologize and repent to me. My pride wouldn’t allow it.

For me, Lucian’s apology meant nothing. My feelings for Lucian were broken, irretrievable.

The damage has already been done.

How much is his apology worth? I despised Lucian.

However, Lucian had no doubt in his mind about my whereabouts. Even if it was proven that the account was not mine, he could still suspect me. Lucian’s distrust was deeply ingrained.

After all, in his eyes, there were only three people present, besides me, who else?

Lucian’s judgment was clouded by his feelings for Ayla.

At that time, Calista thought that I loved Lucian too much and was unwilling to argue with him, so she asked me, “Seren, are you planning to just let this matter go?” Calista’s concern was evident.

At that time, I firmly answered Calista, “No! Never!”

My resolve was unwavering.

After being treated like this by Ayla, there was no way I would let her off easily.

My need for revenge was paramount.

The car door opened, and I slowly got out. My composure was a carefully constructed façade.

Ayla was then roughly thrown out of the car by the bodyguard. Ayla’s humiliation was complete.

‘Um!”

Her mouth was blocked, emitting painful sobbing sounds. Ayla’s attempts to speak were futile.

She was lying on the ground in a disheveled manner, with her head tilted back and her eyes burning crimson, glaring at me with a face full of

resentment.

Mumbling incoherently, although the words were unclear, it was evident that she was swearing profusely. Ayla’s curses were muffled, but her anger was evident.

I coldly glanced at her and gave a nod to the bodyguard before leading the way into the villa.

Ayla was dragged inside by the bodyguard, holding onto her collar.

The bodyguard took large strides, while Ayla, with her hands behind her back, had uncoordinated limbs and couldn’t keep up.

Her feet were almost dragging on the ground, her shoes were being pulled off, and her toes were scraping against the ground, leaving behind

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trails of blood In this way, she was dragged into the villa. Ayla’s humiliation was complete, her pain, evident

Until we went down to the basement.

Ayla just realized what I wanted to do.

Standing outside the basement door, the bodyguard finally removed the dirty towel from Ayla’s mouth.

“Seren, you’re such a jerk…”

After holding back all the way, Ayla, upon regaining the freedom to speak, immediately cursed.”Snap””

Ayla hadn’t finished speaking when I raised my hand and slapped her hard across the face.

Ayla’s head was directly slapped aside with a single slap, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of her mouth.

“You!” Ayla wanted to curse again, but when it came to my hands, she silently swallowed her words. Ayla’s fear was evident; her anger, suppressed.

She said defiantly, “Seren, what reason do you have to bother me?”

Ayla’s defiance was weak, desperate.

“Reason?” I laughed out loud.

“Ayla, I have brought everyone here, and you still ask such a stupid question. Why do you care about the reason? Today, I just want to shut you up. What can you do to stop me?” My words were sharp, precise.

Ayla framed me, but I had no concrete evidence to prove that it was Ayla who did it.

I took myself out of this matter, so it can only be Ayla’s self-directed performance.

But Lucian was deeply in love with Ayla. Even if there was solid evidence pointing towards Ayla, Lucian would soften his heart and wouldn’t dare to harm her, as soon as she started crying.

I had no expectations for Lucian in the present. My feelings for Lucian were broken.

Ayla took advantage of Lucian’s favoritism and dared to falsely accuse me without any evidence. I was locked in the basement by Lucian and endured torment. My memory of last night’s events was vivid, painful.

Lucian’s account, I would not forget.

But Ayla, the instigator, also wanted me to taste what I had endured. My desire for revenge was intense.

Even though I couldn’t avenge Aurora for the time being, I won’t forget the humiliation from last night.

‘Seren, you dare! Lucian knew he would never let you go!” Ayla’s attempt to use Lucian against me was futile.

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