Alpha Hayley’s Destined Mate

Chapter 697: What Do You Want?

Hayley’s POV:

If the Jagged Group fell into my hands, it wouldn't take much effort to strip the Jaggeds of their status as the ruling family. I was determined to pull Brayden down from his position as Alpha and make him pay for deceiving me.

“No problem,” Steven agreed without hesitation. “As long as you say the word, I can easily bankrupt any domestic company or make their investments worthless.”

However, he quickly shifted to negotiation. “But I can’t keep making deals where I only lose, can I?”

“What do you want?” I asked calmly.

“I’ve always appreciated how direct you are,” Steven said, his tone turning serious. “I want to meet X.”

“No matter how skilled she is, she’s just a person. Are you sure a single meeting will be enough?” I asked kindly, not wanting to take advantage of him.

“Of course!” Steven’s voice was firm. “I believe X is worth it.”

I thought for a moment before replying, “Alright. Once this is over, I’ll introduce you.”

“Good.” Steven sounded confident. “You won’t have to wait long for the outcome you want.”

Without another word, I ended the call.

“Michelle?” Jeremy called my name flatteringly.

I turned to him with a look of disgust. “Who are you talking to?”

“You!” Jeremy’s eyes lit up as he stared at me, but he quickly caught himself and corrected his mistake. “Oops, my bad—I meant Hayley.”

“Hayley, was that the famous Steven Lowe on the phone just now?”

“That has nothing to do with you.” I arched an eyebrow sarcastically.

“How can you say that? We’re both part of the Sanders!”

“Looks like you’re setting up a dinner between Steven and your friend. Any chance I could get a seat at the table?” Jeremy asked hopefully.

“Dad! Dad!” Harris, who had been ignored, suddenly sat up, his face full of resentment. “Don’t forget about me! I can’t afford to wait any longer—my leg needs treatment!”

“He only went to the Jagged Residence to help you by treating Vivian, and he ended up like this.”

“Help me?” I shot him a cold look. “Did I tell him to bring a bunch of quacks? Did I ask him to blindly prescribe medicine and perform needling without even diagnosing her properly? Are you sure I was the one who ordered that?”

“Uh…” Jeremy suddenly had nothing to say. After a long pause, he finally stammered, “B—but you did tell Harris to treat her! He had no choice but to take the risk!”

“Oh,” I responded flatly, showing no emotion.

“And that’s it?” Jeremy looked frustrated. “Your cousin put everything on the line for you, and you don’t even have a word of thanks?”

Without sparing him a glance, I said calmly, “If I can heal him, I will. If I can’t, I won’t pretend otherwise. People who claim to be acting selflessly are usually just looking out for themselves. In the end, they bring disaster upon themselves and don’t deserve pity.”

Benjamin suddenly crossed my mind, and I let out a quiet, self-mocking chuckle. “Besides, my sympathy isn’t infinite. I can’t waste it on people who don’t deserve it.”

I had to minimize risks for Benjamin and protect myself. He was my destined mate, a gift from the Moon Goddess—the one I was meant to be with.

After a brief moment of thought, I turned to the Beta enforcers and gave my order. “Throw them all out.”