The Rejected Luna (Avery and Kaden) novel Chapter 178

**Between the Wings of Twilight Lies the Memory of You**

“This is none of your business. Leave,” Steven commanded, his voice sharp as a blade.

Myron, visibly taken aback, protested, “… But this is my office. Fine, I’ll just keep quiet.”

His words hung in the air, but under the weight of Steven’s frigid glare, Myron’s resolve crumbled, and he retreated, leaving the two of us alone in the tense silence.

With Myron gone, Steven’s attention snapped back to me, his dark eyes glinting with a menacing intensity. He resumed the conversation, the atmosphere thick with unspoken threats.

“Noah is threatening to use this photo to coerce me into a divorce. If I concede, everything remains hushed. But if I refuse, he will unleash a media frenzy, dragging the Lancaster family’s name through the mud. I need to ask you one thing: were you aware of this?”

So, this was Noah’s cunning scheme. It all made sense now—his earlier words about his concerns for me backing out had been more than mere worry; they were a calculated play. It was a despicable tactic, one that would undoubtedly hurt Verna and tarnish the Lancaster family’s reputation. But for Steven, the stakes were clear-cut.

I crossed my arms tightly, scrutinizing the cold, formidable figure standing before me.

“Does it even matter? I chose Noah, which means I’ve accepted his methods. Now, you must decide your course of action. Are you going to divorce me, or will you allow your family to be dragged into a scandal?”

Steven’s expression darkened further, a chilling frost settling in his gaze. “I should have never underestimated you. You may be a clinging vine, but you have a remarkable talent for attracting trouble. Noah wouldn’t be aiding you without a price. What does he want?”

There it was again, that look—an unyielding suspicion that any man I associated with posed a threat to his honor.

I let out a laugh, tinged with annoyance. “Put away your filthy imagination. He hasn’t asked for anything. Horace is one thing, but are you genuinely going to be suspicious of a complete stranger?”

His lips formed a thin, tight line, a sign of his growing frustration. “Zephyra, I’m genuinely worried that you’re so naive you’ll end up being sold without even realizing it.”

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