Jealousy Alpha's Regret novel Chapter 186

Jealousy Alpha’s Regret

Chapter 186

About an hour into the morning, Marcus Foster emerged from his office, eam meeting in ten minutes,” he announced. His eyes lingered o me for a beat longer than usual, a complicated expression crossing his face

I knew that look. It was the face of someone reassessing their previous judgments. I’d seen it on enough people in the last twenty–four hour

I gathered my design portfolio and presentation materials, keeping my head high. As I organized my notes, I couldn’t help but think, I’m still

the same person I was yesterday. My designs haven’t suddenly gotten better because my last name might be different.

The thought was both comforting and irritating.

When I entered the conference room, everyone was already seated. The usual chatter died down as I walked in, all eyes following me to my

seat. I focused on arranging my materials, ignoring the stares.

Then I caught a familiar scent that made my shoulders tense. I looked up to see Miles standing frozen in the doorway.

Miles. The designer who had tormented me at Polaris Studio. The one who had tried to take credit for my work, who had ridiculed my ideas in front of clients, who had once “accidentally” spilled coffee on my original sketches before an important presentation.

His face had gone pale, his eyes darting from me to the exit like he was calculating his escape route. He knew. Everyone knew. The

granddaughter of Jack Lowell was no longer someone he could safely bull isible reluctance, he slunk to a seat as far from me as

I watched him hesitate, his usual confidence completely evaporated. Finally, with

possible.

Marcus began the meeting, reviewing the week’s projects. When Miles’s turn came to present the work from his team, his voice was shaky, his usual smugness nowhere to be found.

“And, um, Barbara has been working on the Moonlight Collection pieces,” he stammered, fumbling with his tablet. “We think the, uh, sapphire accent works better than the original diamond concept.”

I studied him, feeling a strange mix of satisfaction and contempt. This man had once made me doubt my abilities, had publicly humiliated me at Polaris. Now he couldn’t even look me in the eye.

“That’s interesting,” I said, my voice cutting through the silence. “In the three years Barbara’s been with Crescent Design, she’s never created a piece that uses precious stones effectively. And now suddenly she’s leading the Moonlight Collection?”

Miles swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing nervously. “Well, she’s improved significantly and

“And what connections does she have that would justify putting her in charge of our most important collection this quarter? Lasked, holding his gaze steadily.

The room was so quiet you could hear the air conditioning hum.

Miles’s throat worked soundlessly. He looked like he might be sick.

That’s what I thought, I said softly, leaning back in my chair. Perhaps y should revieve the actual qualifications but project assignments rather than other considerations.

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The masting continued, but les estated visibly taken. When we finally adjourned, I took my time gathering my materials. From the corner

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