<h4>Chapter 179: The Calls Got Married</h4>


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    <strong>Chapter 179</strong>


    <strong>~ Zara’s POV~</strong>


    We arrived at thepany quickly and alighted from his car. Despite Snow’s calm demeanor as he walked beside me, I could feel the tension radiating off him. His jaw was tight, his blue eyes sharp with focus.


    He couldn’t afford for his father to learn of this issue and the conditions of our marriage, especially now that it was affecting thepany.


    I adjusted my pace to keep up with him, my heels clicking softly against the polished floors as we entered the lobby. The faint hum of activity added to the sterile atmosphere of the cool air.


    "She is with Taylor on the top floor," Snow said, his voice clipped. He gestured toward the elevator, his hand brushing the small of my back. "Let’s get this over with."


    I nodded, doing my best to stayposed even as questions swirled in my mind.


    The ride up was quiet even as Snow’s hand remained on my back. When we stepped off the elevator, a flustered Taylor greeted us, her sharp suit slightly disheveled and her usuallyposed expression tinged with worry.


    "Alpha Snow, Lady Zara," she said quickly, her eyes darting between us. "She’s in the conference room."


    Snow’s gaze didn’t waver. "Have the legal team prepped and ready. I want to handle this quickly and cleanly, while also putting her in a difficult position by providing proof that we canceled the event.


    "Yes, sir," Taylor replied, motioning for us to follow her.


    As we approached the conference room, I could hear raised voices—one frustrated and demanding, the other attempting to cate.


    Snow frowned. "Do they think this is a marketce of some sort or what?"


    I intertwined our fingers and shook my head. "Don’t be rash. Imagine their shock."


    Instead, Snow’s expression darkened the most. "That’s why you conform things as well." He sighed, his chest rising sharply. "Let’s go in."


    Taylor pushed open the door, revealing a young woman seated at the long table. Her arms were crossed tightly over her chest, her expression defiant as she argued with one of the staff members.


    The moment she saw Snow, her demeanor shifted. Her eyes widened, her posture stiffening.


    "Finally," she said, her voice sharp but wavering slightly. "You’re here. Do you know how long I’ve been waiting?"


    Snow stepped forward, keeping his expression cold. "I understand there’s been an issue. Let’s address it calmly."


    The woman scoffed. "Calmly? Yourpany didn’t fulfill the agreement, and now I’m left with nothing! Do you know what I’ve been through?"


    I moved closer, standing beside Snow. "We’re here to resolve this," I said evenly. "Let’s start with the facts."


    The woman’s gaze flicked to me, her eyes narrowing slightly. "And you are?"


    "Zara," I said simply.


    "My wife," Snow chimed in.


    Realization dawned on her face, her lips pressing into a thin line. "You’re the one he married," she said, her tone usatory.


    Snow’s hand brushed mine, a silent gesture of reassurance. "Let’s focus on the matter at hand," he said firmly.


    "Let’s start with the basics. This matter doesn’t concern mypany."


    Your secretary made the call using thepany’s phone. So naturally it does."


    Snow nced at Taylor and she shot him an apologetic look. Just before Snow could speak, I interjected. Having a simr problem, I knew what was wrong and how it weighed Snow down.


    But we weren’t the only ones at fault.


    It’s been over two months and they want to tell me neither of them suspected they had married the wrong person?


    It didn’t take me a week to realize that.


    I cleared my throat. "When the n wasn’t met why didn’t yourpany inform you?" She shrugged, her brown hair spilling over her shoulders as she scrutinized me closely. "Okay, let’s try this again. Didn’t you discuss this with your spouse?"


    "Yeah. He’s in a mess too. Apparently, he’s been acting up, waiting for supposed pay. You know what, it’s as though we were set up. And much worse, he doesn’t have a proper house like I was told. We’ve been getting by. At first, it was okay butter the truth began to show."


    "Hmm. So he was pretending."


    "Yeah. Kevin Brown knows no shit."


    I blinked. Kevin Brown? That was the name of the man E had sent his details over. Apparently there was a mighty switch.


    The meeting stretched on as the woman aired her grievances. Snow remained calm, his sharp intellect cutting through her arguments with precision. I offered input where I could, and slowly, the tension in the room began to ease.


    By the time we left the conference room, the issue had been resolved. The woman had agreed to a settlement, and Snow’s legal team would handle the rest.


    I exhaled deeply as we exited the building, feeling the weight of the situation finally release. "That was... intense," I admitted.


    Snow nced at me, his expression softening. "You handled yourself well, love."


    "Thanks," I said, managing a small smile.


    I quickly messaged E, informing her of everything. By tomorrow, we would meet both of them and settle this properly.


    Snow offered them an apartment aspensation for the past months; they could stay or not.


    Eagerly, she took it.


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    The drive back to the mansion was quiet, the tension from the morning giving way to a more reflective mood.


    "Snow?" I said softly, breaking the silence.


    "Hmm?" He nced at me briefly, his hand resting on the steering wheel.


    "Do you think this was deliberate?"


    He frowned slightly, considering my question. "It’s possible," he admitted. "But without concrete evidence, it’s hard to say."


    I nodded, my thoughts swirling. "We need to be more careful."


    "We will be," Snow said firmly, his hand reaching over to rest on my knee. "I promise."


    E swiftly replied to my message, exhaling in relief. I’m sure Kevin had also given her a difficult time, much like his alleged wife.


    Thankfully, there was peace for now.


    "All I want to do now is bathe, eat, and sleep," I told Snow. He smiled at my worn face and nodded.


    "You are free for tonight, love."


    "Nah, add a rxing massage too."


    "As you wish, my queen."


    My cheeks flushed already imagining all the things I could enjoy this night.


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