Alpha Hayley's Destined Mate novel Chapter 139

Chapter 139 Is That You? 

Hayley’s POV: 

After arriving at Phoenix Entertainment, I went upstairs with Trista. 

Finished 

While Trista was busy picking up her script, I slipped away and headed to Christopher’s office. The spacious office was empty, and after a moment’s thought, I decided to leave the revised song and lyrics I’d prepared under Christopher’s computer. 

Once everything was set, 1 left the office. 

Later that night, I sat in front of my computer, staring at the chat window with Benjamin. After hesitating for a moment, I finally sent the message I’d been meaning to write. 

“Mr. Benjamin, I’ll be traveling abroad for a few days, so I’ll have to pause my study of the Mornant language for now. I’ll reach out to you when I’m back.” 

Benjamin’s POV: 

looked at Selena’s message on my screen, but before I could reply, there was a knock at the door. 

My assistant, Tyrone, stepped in and respectfully reported, “Alpha, here are your tickets for France in two days, along with passes for the international racing competition.” 

I nodded. “Leave them on the desk.” 

Tyrone placed the tickets on my desk, then added, “Old Mr. Southwell knows you’re going to France and specifically asked you to visit an old friend of his while you’re there. Here’s the address he wanted me to give you.” 

He handed me a sheet of paper with an address written in Francette. 

I hadn’t heard of Grandpa having any friends in France, but if it was his request, I’d make sure to fulfill it. 

“Well, let Grandpa know that I’ll take care of it,” 

“Alright, Alpha. I’ll take my leave now.” Tyrone bowed and left the office. 

I turned back to the screen and typed a reply to Selena’s message. 

“Coincidentally, I have business to attend to as well. Let’s connect once you’re back.” 

After sending the message, I picked up the tickets and passes, feeling their weight in my hand. 

I glanced out at the night sky beyond the window, and a familiar image from the past drifted into my 

mind. 

Sara… when will I see you again on the international racing circuit? 

And that beta woman who raced alongside me that night… was it you? 

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Chapter 130 is. That You? 

Hayley’s POV 

Finished 

Three days later. Thomas and I boarded a flight to France. Just before departure, I stopped by the airport restroom to remove my disguise and return to my natural appearance. The makeup was off, and my real, strikingly beautiful face was back. 

Alpha, you look amazing as always, Thomas said, with a mix of admiration and exasperation. I get hiding your alpha identity at Midnight Pack, but did you really have to make yourself look so plain and frumpy? 

I smirked. “You don’t get it. This is just me experiencing life from a different perspective. Besides, isn’t it proof of my impressive makeup skills?” 

Thomas nodded in agreement, 

Then, with a hint of curiosity, he asked, “Alpha, have you ever thought about making a comeback in the racing world?” 

I didn’t answer directly, just smiled and said, “Life is about moving forward.” 

After a long, exhausting flight, we finally landed at the airport in Veloria. 

Veloria was already cloaked in nightfall, and as we stepped off the plane, a chill wind hit me, making me shiver. Thomas immediately took off his jacket and draped it over my shoulders. “Alpha, wear this. I know you won’t get sick from the cold, but you’ll feel more comfortable.” 

The warmth of his gesture touched me. Thanks. 

Thomas looked a bit bashful. “Alpha, there’s no need to thank me.” 

“Let’s head to the hotel. We’ll go to the manor tomorrow.” I instructed. 

Thomas nodded and accompanied me to the hotel. 

After the long flight, I was completely worn out. I took a shower and collapsed onto the bed, falling into a deep sleep. 

I didn’t wake up until noon the next day. When I checked my phone, I saw a message from Thomas. “Alpha, I have something to take care of. Could you go to the manor on your own? 

“See you at the racetrack tomorrow!” 

A quick glance at the clock revealed it was past 8 AM, making his message three or four hours old. I quickly reassured him it was no problem. 

Right after I sent the message, Thomas replied with a stream of voice notes. “Alpha, why are you waking up