The Deaf Luna’s Return: Now the Alpha Begs for Her Mercy - Chapter 179: Chapter 179
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When the butler hurriedly arrived at the basement, Ferris was already gone.
As soon as he entered, he saw Linda huddled in the corner, trembling like a frightened animal, continuously apologizing.
"Linda, what happened?" he rushed over to ask.
A bodyguard nearby coldly replied: "Butler, Ferris said she's not suitable to stay in the Vargan family anymore. From today on, Ferris doesn't want to see her in Silver Moon pack again."
Hearing their conversation, even through a door, I could feel the butler's labored breathing.
"Yes, yes, alpha, I'll send her to another pack immediately. Please give me some time, considering we've served the Vargan family for so many years, don't let her become a rogue." The butler nodded with reddened eyes.
Linda seemed to have calmed down emotionally at this point and threw herself into the butler's arms: "Dad, I don't want to leave."
Her voice was so low it was almost inaudible, "It's all because of Aurora, I want her dead..."
Hearing her crying, I suddenly felt no sympathy.
The butler patted her shoulder, his voice pressed low: "Dad knows, knows everything." His tone was cold and vicious.
Outside the villa, Ferris sat in the car, smoking several cigarettes in succession.
I couldn't see his expression at the moment, but knowing him as I did, once he started chain-smoking, his emotions were definitely not calm.
Simon was reporting work as usual, mentioning that except for Adrian's projects, all other business was normal.
"The loss-making competition has continued for a while, and shareholders are privately complaining," Simon said tentatively.
My heart stirred—he was still busy dealing with Adrian.
"How much longer do you think Adrian can hold out?" Ferris asked.
"I could estimate before, but now I can't see clearly either." Simon frowned, "Adrian's strength is formidable."
Ordinary forces would have been crushed by Ferris's pressure long ago, but Adrian had never fallen, always maintaining a confrontational stance with wins and losses on both sides.
Ferris naturally understood the power behind this, but he obviously didn't care.
"Continue the pressure," he said lightly, "I want to see if he really is impregnable."
He knew how many assassinations, betrayals, and traps Adrian had faced over the years—so he wouldn't be merciful.
He wanted Adrian to die faster.
"Yes." Simon responded, but didn't seem to want to leave after reporting.
"Alpha Ferris, is the Luna angry again?"
If Aurora wasn't throwing another tantrum, why would he be smoking in the car all night?
Ferris glanced at him: "Get lost if there's nothing else."
But Simon acted as if he didn't understand and muttered quietly: "Alpha, actually women are simple. You just need to coax her more, say some nice things, buy some gifts, and..."
The next second, the car door was kicked open and he was directly kicked out.
All the bodyguards standing behind couldn't help but freeze—Simon, who usually maintained his abstinent gold-rimmed glasses image, was actually this disheveled today.
This was a first.
At night, with deep darkness and rain still falling outside.
I lay in bed, finally managing to drift into light sleep.
Suddenly, a large hand from behind pulled me into a warm embrace that smelled of smoke and alcohol.
I didn't need to open my eyes to know it was him.
"Heartless thing, you just fell asleep like this?"
Ferris thought I was really asleep, his voice low and hoarse with unwillingness, his arms tightening to pull me closer to his chest.
He couldn't sleep all day today, staying in the car and smoking continuously.
He originally thought that with more patience, letting us spend more time together during this month, I would soften, apologize, submit, and know who treated me best in this world.
But the result was that before even half a month passed, I was angry enough to want to leave again.
I closed my eyes, but my heart was in turmoil.
Thinking of what he said during the day, accusing me of "adultery" and "vanity"—every word was like a knife.
I didn't want to deal with him. I couldn't right now.
I had to calm down and wait until tomorrow when my emotions stabilized to continue my plan. At this moment, if I said the wrong thing and he noticed, my plan would be completely ruined.
But Ferris obviously didn't intend to let me stay quiet.
While holding me, he began to explore restlessly.
"Like this, will you dream of me?"
His voice was against my ear, seductive and provocative.
I gritted my teeth, pretending to be fast asleep, ignoring him.
But in my heart, I was already silently counting down to my escape.
As soon as he entered, he saw Linda huddled in the corner, trembling like a frightened animal, continuously apologizing.
"Linda, what happened?" he rushed over to ask.
A bodyguard nearby coldly replied: "Butler, Ferris said she's not suitable to stay in the Vargan family anymore. From today on, Ferris doesn't want to see her in Silver Moon pack again."
Hearing their conversation, even through a door, I could feel the butler's labored breathing.
"Yes, yes, alpha, I'll send her to another pack immediately. Please give me some time, considering we've served the Vargan family for so many years, don't let her become a rogue." The butler nodded with reddened eyes.
Linda seemed to have calmed down emotionally at this point and threw herself into the butler's arms: "Dad, I don't want to leave."
Her voice was so low it was almost inaudible, "It's all because of Aurora, I want her dead..."
Hearing her crying, I suddenly felt no sympathy.
The butler patted her shoulder, his voice pressed low: "Dad knows, knows everything." His tone was cold and vicious.
Outside the villa, Ferris sat in the car, smoking several cigarettes in succession.
I couldn't see his expression at the moment, but knowing him as I did, once he started chain-smoking, his emotions were definitely not calm.
Simon was reporting work as usual, mentioning that except for Adrian's projects, all other business was normal.
"The loss-making competition has continued for a while, and shareholders are privately complaining," Simon said tentatively.
My heart stirred—he was still busy dealing with Adrian.
"How much longer do you think Adrian can hold out?" Ferris asked.
"I could estimate before, but now I can't see clearly either." Simon frowned, "Adrian's strength is formidable."
Ordinary forces would have been crushed by Ferris's pressure long ago, but Adrian had never fallen, always maintaining a confrontational stance with wins and losses on both sides.
Ferris naturally understood the power behind this, but he obviously didn't care.
"Continue the pressure," he said lightly, "I want to see if he really is impregnable."
He knew how many assassinations, betrayals, and traps Adrian had faced over the years—so he wouldn't be merciful.
He wanted Adrian to die faster.
"Yes." Simon responded, but didn't seem to want to leave after reporting.
"Alpha Ferris, is the Luna angry again?"
If Aurora wasn't throwing another tantrum, why would he be smoking in the car all night?
Ferris glanced at him: "Get lost if there's nothing else."
But Simon acted as if he didn't understand and muttered quietly: "Alpha, actually women are simple. You just need to coax her more, say some nice things, buy some gifts, and..."
The next second, the car door was kicked open and he was directly kicked out.
All the bodyguards standing behind couldn't help but freeze—Simon, who usually maintained his abstinent gold-rimmed glasses image, was actually this disheveled today.
This was a first.
At night, with deep darkness and rain still falling outside.
I lay in bed, finally managing to drift into light sleep.
Suddenly, a large hand from behind pulled me into a warm embrace that smelled of smoke and alcohol.
I didn't need to open my eyes to know it was him.
"Heartless thing, you just fell asleep like this?"
Ferris thought I was really asleep, his voice low and hoarse with unwillingness, his arms tightening to pull me closer to his chest.
He couldn't sleep all day today, staying in the car and smoking continuously.
He originally thought that with more patience, letting us spend more time together during this month, I would soften, apologize, submit, and know who treated me best in this world.
But the result was that before even half a month passed, I was angry enough to want to leave again.
I closed my eyes, but my heart was in turmoil.
Thinking of what he said during the day, accusing me of "adultery" and "vanity"—every word was like a knife.
I didn't want to deal with him. I couldn't right now.
I had to calm down and wait until tomorrow when my emotions stabilized to continue my plan. At this moment, if I said the wrong thing and he noticed, my plan would be completely ruined.
But Ferris obviously didn't intend to let me stay quiet.
While holding me, he began to explore restlessly.
"Like this, will you dream of me?"
His voice was against my ear, seductive and provocative.
I gritted my teeth, pretending to be fast asleep, ignoring him.
But in my heart, I was already silently counting down to my escape.
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