Brad glared at Elodie, and getting a nod form his boss he once again quickly excused himself, leaving the two of them alone in the conference room.
"Liah, did you think your bodyguard was strong enough to stop me from coming in here?" Brad asked in an amused tone, his hazel eyes sparkling with mischief.
"It was so easy to take care of him but don’t worry. It’s forbidden for us to injure a human, so I did no such thing."
His gaze on her turned to one of admiration as he wondered how she was holding on without all her seasoned designs. Strong women need help too, and Brad was sure that Liah would crumble and take it from him.
"I heard you were having some problems, so I came to offer a helping hand."
Athaliah was about to ask how exactly he planned to help when, just like with Curt, she realized she knew very little about the man standing in front of her. Before she could question him, Brad kept talking.
"I can arrange models for you and have your original show outfits returned to you in no time."
A scoff slipped from Athaliah before she could stop it. She folded her arms across her chest and gave him a pointed look.
"Let me guess. And afterward, you’ll want me to marry you, wouldn’t you?"
Brad didn’t even have the decency to look embarrassed about being caught so easily.
"Is that wrong? I can take care of you, both here and at the pack. Your father knows what I’m capable of, and unlike Corvine, who only has borrowed authority, you would have unlimited influence in the Sunlit Pack."
Athaliah clapped slowly, the sound dripping with pure sarcasm.
"How dramatic. You attach conditions to helping me, which only proves that you’re part of the problem. I never told you about the challenges I was facing, yet somehow you already knew every single one. Mr. Dean, who exactly are you trying to fool?"
Brad’s teeth clenched hard. This was exactly why he hated independent women. They were always too smart for their own good.
But Athaliah was the key to becoming Alpha King. So he would endure her mockery for now.
"Well, your show takes off in a few hours. Call me if you change your mind."
He pulled a business card from his pocket and placed it on the opulent conference table before turning and walking away.
Athaliah stared at the card for a long moment, and the anger boiling inside her finally became too much to hold back.
She snatched it from the table, tore it into tiny pieces, and let them fall to the floor. Then she lowered herself into one of the chairs, her shoulders sinking as tears finally slipped down her cheeks.
This was her investment being toiled with because of her father’s greed. Even if she hadn’t met Corvine, Athaliah was certain to not marry any of these men.
"Liah."
Elodie’s voice startled her out of her thoughts. Athaliah quickly wiped her face and lifted her head.


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