Chapter 335: Begging

Hayley’s POV:

Faced with my stern questioning, Belle’s body trembled slightly, but she continued to deny everything. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. What did I even do?”

I didn’t get angry. Instead, I replied calmly, “You don’t understand? Should I call the principal to help jog your memory? After all, whether you get to stay in this school or not is something that could change with just a word from me. What do you think?”

Hearing that, Belle completely panicked. She lowered her head and shrank into herself. She looked at me, her voice trembling as she humbly pleaded, “Hayley, we’re classmates, and we’ll see each other every day at school. Can’t we just let this go? Please don’t hold this against me.”

I shook my head. “This isn’t about me holding a grudge. It’s about you showing a genuine attitude of apology. Otherwise…”

I let my words hang in the air deliberately, and before I could finish, Belle shut her eyes tightly, gritted her teeth, and then bent at the waist, bowing to me. “I’m sorry, Hayley. I was wrong. Please forgive me,” she said stiffly.

I knew that for someone like her—always high and mighty, looking down on me as an Omega—it wasn’t easy to apologize. But remembering her malicious nature, I wanted to make her pay for it.

Feigning disinterest, I said, “Louder. I didn’t hear you. Also, what exactly are you apologizing for? Say it clearly!”

Belle glanced nervously at the surrounding classmates who were watching the scene unfold. She then looked back at me, biting her lip, and said through clenched teeth, “Hayley, I’m sorry. I was the one who spread the rumors at school, saying you were messing around with rogue wolves and got pregnant. I realize now that it hurt your reputation, and I sincerely hope you can forgive me.”

After speaking, she bowed deeply again, her posture appearing very sincere. The murmurs from our classmates quickly filled the room.

“What? She’s the one who spread that rumor?” “Seriously? Making up something so vile about someone’s reputation? That’s just despicable!” “When she first transferred here, I thought she seemed decent, but now… ugh, what a disappointment.”

Hearing the murmurs, Belle kept her head lowered, her face flushed with shame.

I stared at her and warned her coldly, “I accept your apology, but forgiveness is up to the heavens. I’ll say this once—don’t provoke me again. Otherwise, I swear on the Moon Goddess, I’ll make sure you regret it.”

Belle’s POV:

Just then, the school bell rang, and the students scattered to their seats. But I could still feel their disdainful stares piercing into me from all directions. My fists clenched silently under the desk. This humiliation—all of it—was because of Hayley. I won’t let her get away with this.

As I replayed her warning in my mind, I smirked with disdain. Hayley, a weak Omega, wants to threaten me? Me, a Beta? Laughable. The only reason she’s holding her ground now is because the Southwell family is protecting her. Once Benjamin chooses my cousin Madeline to be his Luna, I’ll make sure Hayley disappears for good. If I can’t beat her openly, I’ll deal with her in the shadows. Besides, my cousin Madeline has Hayley’s greatest weakness in her hands. Let’s see how long Hayley’s luck holds out.

Benjamin’s POV:

Thinking about Hayley’s cold attitude toward me had been weighing on me for days.

“Alpha…” Tyrone called out, pushing the door open. He repeated my name a few times before I finally snapped out of my thoughts. He approached with some paperwork. “Alpha, this is the new contract. Legal has already reviewed it. All that’s left is your signature.”

Blinking, I forced myself to focus. “What did you say?” I asked, still distracted.

Tyrone sighed in exasperation and set the document down in front of me. “Alpha, you’ve been out of it these past few days. Maybe you should take a break and stop pushing yourself so hard,” he suggested, concern evident in his tone.

I frowned but took the papers from him, flipping to the last page and signing my name. “I’m fine,” I said curtly, brushing off his worry.

Tyrone didn’t look convinced. He scrutinized me for a moment before blurting out, “Alpha, are you in a bad mood because of Ms. Carson?”

I couldn’t help but admire Tyrone’s sharp intuition. As my assistant, his ability to sense things was unmatched. He hit the nail on the head without hesitation.

Narrowing my eyes slightly, I looked at him and asked casually, “What do you think is going on with her? Why is she avoiding me?”