Chapter 229 The Invitation Box
Eren’s POV
In the car, I lifted my chin proudly. “Muse is beautiful, right?”
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The maid nodded firmly. “Prettier than all those women trying to get close to your daddy. That means you need to feel threatened.”
I blinked my blue eyes and nodded with gravity. “Of course I need to feel threatened!”
The bearded gamma sulked in the front seat. “We agreed I’d go this time, and I didn’t even get to see her…”
The maid shot him a re. “You’d scare Muse half to death.”
I agreed immediately. “Exactly!”
The guard slumped lower in his seat, defeated.
I scrunched my face in thought, my little features puzzled. “We can’t give her the same gift again. We need to figure out something new for next time.”
Adler’s POV
Back in the Hilton presidential suite, I was ready to rest when my son clung to my leg like a stubborn cub.
My voice was cool. “Did you finish today’s work?”
He whined, rubbing his head against my thigh. “Daddy, I need to chase Muse!”
Proudly, he rattled off the details of the chrysanthemums and the heavy gold bangle he’d given Leslie.
My expression twisted–half augh, half disbelief–anger dissolving as I ruffled his golden curls, “Good. Keep at it.”
His eyes
shone as he blurted, “Can I invite Muse to your dinner?”
I frowned, then answered offhandedly, “As you wish.”
He nearly bounced with joy. “Muse wille!”
The alliance loomed before us, a venture demanding every ounce of manpower, wealth, and influence. My movements were carefully hidden, my guest list never exceeding five. Such was
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the weight of the decision.
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<i>If </i><i>not </i><i>for </i><i>her </i><i>saving </i><i>Eren </i><i>three </i><i>years </i><i>ago</i>, <i>there </i><i>would </i><i>be </i><i>no </i><i>exception</i><i>, </i>me rumbled inside me.
If it were anyone else, I would forbid it. But Leslie was different.
Yet my steward had been pressing often, too often, about Rogue Pack–an intrusion that grated. I despised subordinates who mistook their ce for influence.
If he <i>pushes </i>again, <i>Adler</i><i>, </i>me hissed, <i>rece </i><i>him</i>.
Even after a decade in my service, if he crossed the line, I would not hesitate.
Leslie’s POV
Days passed with Adler ignoring every overture from Rogue Pack. The alliance’s silence weighed on me, fraying my patience.
I had no intention of being Kirby’s guest at his banquet. But if I couldn’t even secure an invitation, whatpetition was there to speak of?
Leaving headquarters one afternoon, I spotted Eren leaning against a nanny car, striking poses that drew lingering stares. His little face was luminous, blue eyes bright as spring water–one day, women would drown in them.
The moment he saw me, he sprinted over, clinging to my leg, his voice sweet as honey. “Muse, I missed you so much…”
My lips softened into a smile. Against my will, warmth filled my chest. This pup made me feel….. strangely at ease. I crouched, ruffling his fluffy curls. “I missed
you too.”
Eren thrust a heavy box into my arms. “Muse,e with me to a party tonight!”
Suspicion prickled. “What party?”
He grinned wide. “Just a little dinner. Daddy said I can invite you!”
My brow rose. “Your daddy will be there too?”
The memory of that man–his presence like stone and fire–reminded me he was not to be taken lightly,
Eren’s eyes went round, gleaming innocence. “There’ll be lots of kids! I want all my friends to meet Muse!”
I hesitated. I had no pressing ns tonight. And if it truly was a children’s gathering, there was little risk. “Fine. I’ll change into something first.”
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His grin turned triumphant as he jabbed a finger at the box. “I picked it out for you! Muse will look prettier than a fairy–though you’re already a fairy.”
I lifted the lid. Insidey a pale silk dress, the stitching delicate as spider thread, shimmering under the light with shifting colors. Clearly the work of a master hand.
The sight drew a gasp from me. “It’s beautiful…”
Eren tilted his chin proudly, smug and adorable. “Of course. I knew Muse would love it!”
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