Alpha Hayley’s Destined Mate

Chapter 589: Not Dare to Move or Speak

Hayley’s POV:

Grandpa held both our hands with surprising strength, his face serious as he said, “I’m getting too old… I can’t handle the family business anymore. You two need to take charge from here on.”

Benjamin gave a reassuring smile, responding firmly, “Don’t worry, Mr. Carson. Hayley has me by her side.”

Grandpa gave a small nod, and that was the end of the discussion.

“Dad, you can’t just back out like this! At least—” Justin started to push the issue, but Benjamin’s sharp, focused gaze shifted toward him. In an instant, Justin froze, paralyzed with fear. He didn’t dare to move or speak.

Justin’s POV:

As I watched them head toward the backyard, my anger flared, my eyes burning with frustration. If I weren’t just a low-ranking Omega, I would’ve loved to show Benjamin his place for interfering with the Carson family’s matters. What right did he have to get involved?

But no—if I wanted what I believed was mine, I had to play the game ruthlessly, or this outsider would destroy everything I’d hoped for. I quickly seized the opportunity to search the house. I scoured every room, checked every hidden corner. But I found nothing.

Had my parents not brought over the gold bars, the jewels, or the bank cards? If they were still back at the Carson Manor in Shadow Pack, I wouldn’t dare go back to search—after all, that place was heavily guarded by Beta warriors.

Frustrated, I kept looking. Finally, I came across an old wooden box. The old man had hidden it well. Did he honestly think I didn’t know the extent of what the Carsons were hiding?

Just as I was about to open the box, I heard footsteps approaching—it was Benjamin and Hayley returning!

Hayley’s POV:

When Benjamin and I walked back in, we didn’t exchange any words. We simply made our way to the couch and sat down. Benjamin began to leisurely prepare me a cup of coffee.

Moments later, his assistant, Tyrone, entered, accompanied by several tall Beta bodyguards. Justin, seeing them, rushed to the corner in fear. “You actually called people over! I’ll call the police! If you take me forcefully, you won’t get away with it!”

Benjamin didn’t flinch. He took a sip of his tea and responded coolly, “If we deal with you fast enough, no one will even know. Besides, do you honestly think the police here would dare to lay a finger on an Alpha like me?”

Benjamin nodded toward Tyrone. Tyrone gestured toward the bodyguards. “Do it.” The men swiftly moved in, expertly restraining Justin. He screamed once, but they quickly bound and gagged him. Despite their efforts, Justin kept struggling and whimpering.

I couldn’t hold back any longer. I walked over, took a silver needle from my pocket, and jabbed it into the side of his neck. Immediately, he passed out. I turned back to Benjamin and shrugged. “Now it’s quiet. You’re too soft.”

Benjamin smiled. “I’ll be more careful next time.”

“What do you plan to do with him?” I asked.

“We’ll keep an eye on him for now,” Benjamin replied. “Your grandmother still cares for him, so we can’t just make him vanish.”

I nodded, agreeing with his approach. There was no need to cause more stress for Grandma, especially considering her health. At this moment, dealing with Tina was the more urgent matter. We’d deal with Justin properly when the time was right.

Virginia’s POV:

As I approached the front door, I saw Justin being dragged away by the bodyguards. “What’s going on?” I asked, pretending to be oblivious.

“Nothing,” Hayley replied flatly. “Mrs. Virginia, you should stay here with Grandpa for now and avoid going outside.”

“Alright,” I said, handing her a bowl of hot chicken soup I had spent the afternoon preparing. “I’ve been simmering it all afternoon. Try it and see how it tastes.”

Hayley glanced at me, paused for a moment, then took the bowl. “Okay,” she said, sipping from it. “It’s good. Just the right amount of salt. Very flavorful.”

“I have some things to take care of,” she continued. “You stay inside and make sure all the doors and windows are locked.”

She placed the bowl on the nearby table, exchanged a look with Benjamin, and they both walked out. Once they were gone, I quickly grabbed the bowl Hayley had just used. I had been watching her closely and knew exactly which side she had drunk from. So, I poured out the remaining soup from the other side. With the bowl in my hand, I rushed back to my room, my nerves on edge.