Jealousy Alpha's Regret novel Chapter 107

Chapter 107

Iris’s POV

I stood in front of Stone family mansion, my stomach knotting as

I stared at the

place had b

Tonight

Cathe

vindows. The last time I’d been here, the

dead–dark and silent like a mausoleum.

e was alive with light and sound, as if

ome grand event.

nt,” I muttered to myself, tugging at the sleeve of

Last time it was like a funeral home, now it’s lit up

What the hell is Cathe

?”

efore walking up th

uld hear Catherine‘

d sound she reser

voice responded

e front door. From

gh–that fake,

wanted to impress. Then

oddly familiar.

re too kin

now it anywhere. “No way,” I

s that Noah?”

ed open the front door without knocking

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-technically, this was still my family home, even if it had never felt

like one. The scene in the living room confirmed my suspicions: Noah

Phillips sat on our sofa, wearing a light blue checkered shirt that

complemented his sandy brown hair. He looked every bit the

gentleman, his posture relaxed yet dignified, like he’d just stepped

out of some upper–class Moon Bay social event.

Cather

lea

d on the edge of her seat across from him,

that predatory smile of hers. “You and Iris have

since high school, right? All you young wolves from

ation are old friends.”

rrowed. So that’s what this about. The pieces clicked

instantly in my mind.

urse,” I thought bitte

herine finds me a ne

r Phillips family pro

I leave Sebastien,

ing Grey family protection

doesn’t waste time.”

I glanced aro

sitting o

dra

my uncle were also present,

Ing actors in Catherine’s little

yes widening slightly before she nudged

he turned immediately, her face transforming

y affection as she rose to her feet.

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“I was wondering when you’d arrive,” she said, walking toward me

with open arms. “I said to myself, why is this child not announcing

herself? Come in, come in!”

I sidestepped her attempted embrace with practiced ease. The last

thing I wanted was her hands on me, especially now that I knew she’d

been shopping for sleeping drugs.

“Sorry I’m late,” I said flatly, not bothering to offer an excuse.

Noah stood up quickly, his eyes lighting up when they met mine.

There was no mistaking that look–a mixture of admiration and

longing that made me both uncomfortable and slightly sad. We’d

known each other for years, and he’d never hidden his feelings for me,

even when I married Sebastien.

“Iris,” he said softly. “It’s good to see you.”

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