Crippled Luna's Farewell Half A Life Without My Alpha's Deadly Deception novel Chapter 93

Chapter 93 

With a sigh, Sarah turned down the hallway, passing glass–walled offices where conversations hummed 

in the background. 

The walls were lined with framed posters, each one a reminder of past productions and successes. 

A group of Interns huddled near the editing room, whispering excitedly over a storyboard. 

Just as she neared her office, a familiar voice called out. 

“Sarah ! Just the woman I was looking for!” 

She turned to see Leo approaching with his usual energy. He was dressed in his signature half–polished, half–casual style–his white shirt slightly unbuttoned, sleeves rolled up, tie hanging loosely around his neck. His grin was as infuriatingly smug as ever. 

“What did I do this time?” Sarah asked, crossing her arms. 

Leo placed a hand over his chest. “Why do you always assume the worst of me?” 

“Experience.” 

He laughed but then gestured toward his office. “Come on. I have something for you.” 

Sarah narrowed her eyes. “If this is another prank-” 

“No pranks. Just a surprise.” 

With cautious curiosity, she followed him inside. As soon as she stepped in, her eyes landed on a neatly wrapped gift box sitting on his desk. 

She stopped. 

“What is this?” she asked, wary. 

Leo smirked, leaning against the desk. “Guess.” 

Sarah glanced at him, then back at the box. She stepped forward slowly, fingers hovering over the ribbon. Then, taking a breath, she reached for it. 

The late afternoon sun streamed through the window, casting a warm, golden hue across the wooden table where the ornate gift box sat. 

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The box itself was crafted with exquisite detail–its dark mahogany surface gleamed under the light, intricate carvings of swirling clouds and mythical beasts adorning its edges. 

Sarah hesitated for a moment before reaching out, her fingers brushing against the smooth surface. 

The moment she touched the lid, a faint yet invigorating scent drifted into the air–a fusion of aged oak, delicate herbs, and a subtle trace of floral sweetness. 

It was an aroma that spoke of time, of patience, of craftsmanship honed over generations. 

Intrigued, she carefully lifted the lid, and her breath hitched. 

Leo, standing beside her, watched her reaction with a small, satisfied smile. 

His sharp yet gentle gaze held a quiet warmth, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly as if pleased with himself for finding the perfect gift. 

“This,” he said, gesturing toward the pot, “is a full–moon herbal wine. 

It’s only brewed on the night of the full moon, using the rarest ingredients gathered from the mountains, and prepared by the most skilled winemaker in the tribe.” His voice carried a note of pride, but there was something else beneath it–a desire to see her truly appreciate what he had brought. 

Sarah’s eyes widened. She had read about such a wine before, but she never expected to see one in person. 

“Leo…” she murmured, still processing the significance of the gift. “This is far too precious. I can’t accept it.” 

Leo tilted his head slightly, his expression unreadable for a moment before he chuckled softly. “You’re already holding it,” he pointed out, teasingly. 

“I can’t just take this for free,” she said, shaking her head. “It wouldn’t feel right.” 

Leo crossed his arms, his posture casual but firm. “Why not? I know you’ve been looking for a gift for your grandmother. My grandfather loved collecting, and he had this stored away for years. He would be happy knowing it’s being given to someone who truly values it.” His voice softened slightly. “Besides, it’s a gift. No need to make it complicated.” 

Sarah bit her lip, torn between gratitude and unease. 

She wasn’t used to receiving something so valuable without offering something in return. 

She met Leo’s gaze, searching for any hint of insincerity, but there was none. Just quiet sincerity and a hint of amusement at her internal struggle. 

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“Then….. let me at least pay you for it,” she said, her tone resolute. 

Leo frowned slightly. “That’s unnecessary.” 

“But I insist,” she countered, just as stubborn. 

They stood like that for a moment–locked in an unspoken battle of wills. Finally, after a long pause, Leo exhaled through his nose and gave in with a half–smile. “Fine. But not with money.” 

Sarah blinked, surprised. “Then what?” 

“Dinner,” he said simply. “You buy dinner, and we’ll call it even.” 

For the first time since she opened the box, Sarah let out a soft laugh. The tension in her chest loosened, replaced by a gentle warmth. 

“Deal,” she said, nodding.