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Leon’s POV

I met Bree at the bar. I ordered some wine while chatting with him. “So are you willing to work with me?”

Bree’s face looked thoughtful. He occasionally glanced at me. “What do you offer?”

“I’ll give you a better salary and position as a werewolf. You’re my squad so you can be my assistant.” I explained it honestly, not too grandiosely, and could be trusted by him.

I’ve also told his boss that I’ll take Bree but his boss said that I need to talk to Bree directly. So this is the right time.

“Okay, I agree. But give me time until the end of this month until I receive my salary at my workplace and finish my work here too. It’s already the 25th and there are only five days left.”

I don’t mind Bree’s decision. After all, he needs the salary and to finish his work by the end of the month. Five days won’t be long and I’ll wait patiently.

“Okay, I agree.”

After the bar, I tried to meet Ariane. Maybe she changed her mind and would come back to me. I went to her apartment but she didn't show her whereabouts there. It's quite difficult for me to meet her now. Moreover, now she has changed her cellphone number so I can't contact her. I also tried to ask her mother but her mother also didn't know Ariane's new number. So the best way is for me to talk to Ariane directly.

I sat in the lobby in case Ariane came home and I could meet her easily. Unfortunately, I waited for three hours and I couldn't meet her. I even asked the receptionist if it was possible that Ariane had come home.

"Sorry, sir, that is the privacy of the apartment residents here and we don't allow anyone to be told if it is not requested by the apartment residents themselves."

The receptionist's explanation disappointed me. "Sorry, but I am her husband. I want to meet my wife. Is that still not allowed?"

"Sorry, sir. Mrs. Ariane forbids anyone from knowing whether she is in the apartment or not without exception," said the receptionist.

So Ariane really didn’t want to be met by anyone. I had more and more difficulty meeting her. “Okay then, thank you very much.”

“You’re welcome, sir.”

I chose to go home because I didn't get any results there either. I'm sure there will be a better way than divorcing Ariane. If I think about it, that woman doesn't even have any negative side at all. She is a perfect woman. She is beautiful, smart, and diligent. Why did I just realize that now?

I went straight to my house. I opened the wine that I bought at the bar where Bree works. I felt bored and I just imagined this house being quiet without Ariane. I also lit a cigarette that I hadn't used for a long time. Ariane doesn't like cigarette smoke so I never smoked again since I was married to her. She really frustrated me, even though Isabella couldn't heal my heart.

I opened my cell phone. Maybe Ariane opened my message, but the result was still zero. Even my message never went to her number.

*

Five days passed, and finally, Bree had finished her work at the bar. She came to my office and I was waiting for her arrival.

She sat on the chair in front of my desk. “So what should I do now, Alpha?”

I have also prepared a list of jobs that he will do. I showed him Ariane’s photo. “You just follow her wherever she goes. What she does and who she meets. She is my wife and I have high hopes for you. One more thing, you don’t need to call me alpha. You just need to call me like other employees call me.”

Bree nodded her head several times. “Oh, okay, sir. I will carry out your duties well. So you could say I am a spy?”

“Well, for now, that’s it. Because I have difficulty meeting my wife, so I ask you to follow her. If there is another job later, I will also give it to you. The point is you are my personal assistant.”

Giving an explanation to Bree also drained my energy but I also had to remain patient.

“Okay then, sir. I understand.”

I gave him the car key. “This is a facility from me so it is easier for you to carry out missions for me.”

He just pushed the car key away from me. “Sorry, sir. I can’t drive. Maybe it’s easier for me to use my motorbike.”

I sighed. “You have to learn to drive a car. So later you have to get a driver's license. The point is you have to have a lot of skills. Okay, now you ride your motorbike but I also need to ride a car. Can you understand?”

“Oh, okay sir. I understand.”

I think today’s chat with Bree is enough so I can breathe a little easier. I gave Ariane’s apartment address. Although I’m a little doubtful about Bree, I hope he can do a good job.