Chapter 744 Just You Wait, Hayley!

Hayley’s POV:

Hera was livid. I could feel her seething within me, howling with rage and demanding I hand over control so she could teach this woman a lesson she’d never forget.

But I held her back, calmly standing my ground as the woman raised her hand, preparing to slap me across the face.

Just as her palm was about to strike, a deep voice echoed from the entrance. “Mr. White is here–”

“Mr. White?” Celine froze at the name. Her hand dropped immediately as she rushed to smooth out her clothes, plastering on a graceful smile like some polished society lady. The spoiled brat vanished, replaced by a charming heiress.

“Wow. That was some top-tier acting. Are you sure you’re not an actress?” Henry muttered sarcastically.

Celine shot him a dirty look but didn’t respond. She kept smiling sweetly, eyes glued to the door.

Under everyone’s watchful gaze, Truman walked in slowly.

He looked like he was in his late 30s, maybe early 40s, with slicked-back hair in a businesslike side-part and a crisp, tailored suit that hugged his tall frame. His presence was unmistakable–powerful, composed, undeniably Alpha. He moved through the crowd with long strides, each step exuding authority.

As he passed, women gazed at him in awe, while the men whispered bitter comments behind forced smiles.

“That’s Truman White–the founder of Fate Corporation. He really is something else.”

“I heard this auction was planned by him. No wonder it’s not being held in some backwoods venue crawling with outlaw wolves.”

“Has anyone even counted how many businesses Fate Corp owns in this city?”

“Probably impossible to tally. Since Fate Corp moved into Winterbite Pack territory, the local economy shot up to number one on the Eastin Coast. At this rate, Winterbite will be the most powerful pack in all of North Annestone within a few years!”

“No kidding. No wonder every woman in the pack is dreaming of becoming his Luna. Heck, if I were a woman, I’d be lining up too–ha!”

I half-listened to the chatter, my eyes fixed on the man himself.

Fate Corp… again with Fate Corporation.

If Truman had sent someone to buy land for me, why act like we’d never met?

Is this how he flatters every new player who enters his sphere?

I was still turning over the possibilities when a familiar face emerged from the crowd–the man from yesterday’s land auction.

“Ms. Carson,” he greeted me in that same warm, courteous tone.

“It’s you?” I teased. “Back again to gift me another plot of land?”

As I spoke, I deliberately glanced over at Freya, who instantly stiffened, her face clouding with anger.

The man chuckled softly. “Not quite. I’m here on behalf of Mr. White. He’s inviting you to join him in the VIP lounge.”

“The VIP lounge? Huh. Didn’t see that coming. An Omega girl like her, sitting with Truman?”

“I know, right? Wasn’t the last person in that lounge some Alpha King from Urope?”

People around us were buzzing with gossip, but I couldn’t care less. I’d had enough of their pointless chatter. I followed the man out, leaving the noise behind.

Behind me, Freya seethed with jealousy. Her fingernails dug into her palms so hard she nearly broke the skin.

Dammit! Why is Hayley always the lucky one?

How could a man like Alpha Truman possibly be interested in someone like her?

See? The moment Benjamin left her side, she has no shame about accepting favors from other men.

She is a scheming little fox in disguise–and one day, I swore, I’d make the world see her true face.

“Freya!” Celine clutched Freya’s arm, practically hopping in frustration. “Didn’t you say your sister is some clueless bumpkin from the countryside? How does she know someone like Truman?!”

Truman was the man she’d set her sights on–the man she dreamed would one day be her mate. And now, some backwoods Omega was stealing that dream right out from under her?

“How would I know?” Freya snapped, her tone sharper than she intended.

Realizing her outburst, she quickly softened her voice and forced a smile. “Sorry, Celine. I’m just really upset right now. Of course, a man like Truman–he’d only have eyes for someone like you. But my sister… She’s always had a knack for using her charm to lure men in, but I just can’t control her.”

That’s what she said. But in her heart, she scoffed. A clueless idiot like Celine? Truman wouldn’t look at her if he were blind and deaf.

Celine, of course, took her words at face value–and fumed even harder.

“Hayley, huh?” She growled through gritted teeth. “Just wait. You’ll get what’s coming to you!”