After I left Alpha father and son went crazy with regret

Chapter 102

Arnold had just finished his morning workout, sweat still clinging to his skin as he wiped a towel over his face. He had barely taken a sip of water when he spotted his son entering with a scowl.

Arnold raised a brow. "What's wrong?

Alex hesitated for a split second before blurting out, "Mom's ignoring my calls."

Arnold stilled for a moment. Then, with practiced ease, he took another sip of water before responding. "And?"

Alex's frustration deepened. "She never does that. Not to me."

Arnold met his gaze, his expression unreadable. "Maybe she's just busy."

Alex shook his head. "No. This is different. It's like... she's completely shutting me out."

Arnold exhaled slowly. "We can figure it out baby."

Alex sat on the couch, frowning at his phone. Ilis fingers tapped against the glass screen impatiently as

he stared at the failed call notification. He had called his mother three times.

The first two rang endlessly, and the third one didn't even go through.

"Maybe the power's out," he muttered to himself, though even he didn't fully believe it. His mother never ignored his calls.

No matter how busy she was, she always picked up, even if it was just to tell him she'd call back later.

His frustration deepened, and he turned to his father again, who had just finished drinking his morning protein shake.

Arnold sat at the dining table, skimming through work documents with a calm and unreadable expression.

"Dad, tell me please, I am saying this again" Alex called, his voice carrying an edge of complaint. "I've been calling Mom to tell her to come home and cook dinner, but she's not answering. Now the call isn't even going through."

Arnold barely looked up. He took another sip of his shake before replying, "She probably turned off her phone."

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Alex's brows furrowed. "Turned it off? Why would she do that? The power's not out, right?"

Arnold didn't answer immediately. He glanced at his son, taking in the mix of confusion and frustration on his face.

"She's busy," Arnold said simply.

Alex scowled. "Too busy to answer me?" He felt a strange unease settle in his chest. His mother was never too busy for him.

The unease turned Into disappointment as he let out a frustrated sigh. "I was supposed to go skiing with Aunt Linda today, but she got hurt. So I figured Mom could go with me. Now she's not even picking up!" His voice grew more agitated. "I'll end up going alone, and it's going to suck."

Arnold remained composed. "Call her later. She'll pick up."

Alex didn't look convinced, but he nodded reluctantly.

Nora was sitting at her desk, completely immersed in her work.

The soft glow of the desk lamp illuminated her papers, and the faint sound of a pen scratching against paper filled the silent room.

Half an hour later, she stretched her fingers and absentmindedly picked up her phone. The screen lit up, showing multiple missed calls from Alex.

She stared at it for a moment. Her thumb hovered over the screen, but instead of calling back, she pressed the power button and set it aside.

She couldn't do this today.

Taking a deep breath, she turned back to her work, allowing herself to get lost in the numbers and figures. on the paper.

Meanwhile, Alex was growing increasingly restless.

He

tapped his foot against the floor, staring at his phone in irritation. After another few minutes, he gave up and turned to Arnold.

"She's still not picking up," he said impatiently. "Can you call her?"

Arnold

glanced at him before

pulling out his own phone. He dialed Nora's number and waited.

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In her office, Nora saw the screen light up again. This time, Arnold's name appeared.

For a moment, she hesitated.

Then, without a word, she pressed the red button and ended the call.

Arnold stared at his phone as the call was disconnected. He didn't react, simply placing the phone back

on

the table.

"She's busy," he stated calmly.

Alex's frustration deepened. "She hung up on you?"

Arnold didn't confirm or deny it. Instead, he rose from his seat and checked the time. "I have work. Behave while I'm gone."

Alex crossed his arms. "What am I supposed to do now? I don't want to go skiing alone."

Arnold sighed. "Take a servant with you. Get some fresh air. It'll be better than sitting here sulking."

Alex didn't argue. He knew better than to push when his father had that firm tone.

With a reluctant sigh, he agreed. "Fine."

A few hours later, Alex returned home much earlier than expected. His boots dragged slightly against the polished floors as he walked inside, looking less than thrilled.

A servant followed behind him, carrying his ski gear.

Arnold, who had just arrived at the center building for work, raised a brow when he saw his son. "Back already?"

Alex shrugged. "It was boring."

Arnold gave him a knowing look but didn't say anything. He had expected as much.

"Go clean up," he said. "I have things to handle."

Alex muttered something under his breath but didn't argue; walking off toward his room.

At the pack's main office, Arnold sat at his desk, going through his morning reports when Charles approached him.

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He held a steaming cup of coffee in one hand, casually leaning against the desk.

"Everything on schedule?" Charles asked, glancing at the stack of documents in front of Arnold. Arnold nodded. "For now."

Charles was about to say something else when the door opened, and Vincent walked in.

"Morning." Vincent greeted, holding a brown envelope in his hand. "I have something for you." Arnold didn't need to ask what it was. He already knew.

Vincent placed the envelope on the desk and tapped it lightly. "She signed." 12:18