Chapter 98 The Price of Surrender


    Marcus’s POV


    Handle it however you see fit.”


    I closed my eyes wearily and waved my hand.


    At this point. I had no choice but to trust Kirby to deal with it.


    “Father…” Slyvana still tried to object.


    “Slyvana,” Kirby said, his voice cold and emotionless, “you’d better never forget how we lost the Ancestor Fang. If you cause trouble again, don’t expect to get even a single credit from the Pack.”


    Slyvana flinched and shut her mouth immediately.


    Kirby turned to leave, expressionless. But I stopped him.


    “Wait.”


    I looked at him and gave a warning.


    “I don’t care what woman you hang around with out there. But that Omega, Liana–you’d better stay away from her. The Rogue Pack royal family is still furious. Don’t let a small thing ruin something big.


    Kirby didn’t answer. He simply turned and walked out.


    I watched him go, and deep down, I knew the truth.


    The Crimson Moon Pack… was finally going to bow its head to that woman.


    Leslie’s POV


    By midday the next day, an official apology letter from the Crimson Moon Pack, signed by Kirby, had gone viral across the entirework.


    In the letter, he not only formally apologized on behalf of the Crimson Moon Pack for all the false rumors spread about me–he also wrote a personal apology. He admitted that, during our failed marriage, he had failed to fulfill his responsibilities as a husband and hadn’t taken proper care of me.


    His wording was sincere. His tone was humble.


    “Crimson Moon Pack caved!”


    “That’s our queen right there! No one else could pull that off!”


    “Pathetic. Where was all this before? Now you’re sorry? Toote!”


    Online, the public exploded.


    But when my chief assistant Liam handed me the letter, I only skimmed it briefly and gave a faintugh before shutting the screen.


    “Do we need to respond on our end?” Liam asked.


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    No.


    <b>I </b>shook my head.


    <b>“</b>A clown’s one–man show doesn’t need our participation.”


    “Understood.”


    Liam gave a nod and switched topics.


    Also, the Moon Goddess Relic project has begun selecting final research proposals. Vertex Industries sent word–they’re hoping all three parties can enter the base together and stay on–site until the final product isplete.”


    “Good.”


    I nodded, and the moment I thought about this project–the one I was personally leading–I felt energy rush back into my body.


    “My brother’s definitely going to throw a bunch of unnecessary social events at me over the next few weeks. Cancel whatever you can. I want to be stationed at the base myself and oversee the final n.”


    I wasn’t going to give Crimson Moon Pack a single chance to make aeback.


    “Yes, Your Excellency.”


    Liam paused, his expression growing more serious.


    “Also, the past couple of days, we’ve seen a few… unfamiliar faces near thepany.”


    “Reporters?”


    “Not just that.”


    He handed me a file.


    “Through the royal city’s police system, we matched a few of them… to S–ss mercenaries with active bounties on the dark web.”


    I looked over the list, at the brutal, dangerous faces staring back from the page–and instead of anger, Iughed.


    “Interesting.”


    Looks like some people still haven’t given up their little fantasies.