All Chapters of My Rejected Billionaire Luna Wife: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Just stay calm, Amelia said to herself. She and Alfred walked past the line of disgruntled guests. “These people are pissed,” Alfred said in a half-chuckle. “I’ve never seen so many angry people in one place. That is, if you don’t count my last art exhibit. The paintings sold out in less than thirty minutes. Some people didn’t even get a chance to make an offer. Those were some angry art collectors.” “I don’t have time to listen to you rant about your art, Alfred. This place is in shambles.” Amelia snapped at Alfred. Alfred shut his mouth and cast his eyes downwards. He looked like a wounded puppy. Amelia’s heart softened. She shouldn’t be short with him; Alfred was just being Alfred. “I’m sorry,” she apologized. “I just wasn’t expecting it to be…to be…” “Such a shit show?” Alfred offered. He was smiling again. An apology went a long way with Alfred. Amelia nodded. “The contracts with our supplies – I knew it would cause problems

“Of course Gabriel’s here!” Desiree flashed Amelia a brilliant smile. “He got here two days ago.” “Two days ago?” Amelia absorbed this information. But why? “Yes. He came in like a whirlwind. Set up a manager’s meeting straight away,” Desiree explained. “He heard about the vendors pulling out. Knew we were short-staffed. So he arranged for wolves to come and fill in the staffing gaps.” He came to help? Amelia couldn’t believe it. But why? Because he loves you – the thought ran through her head. “You didn’t know he was coming?” Desiree asked. “I just assumed you knew. He’s already sent wolves out to the mountain. To take a look at the site for your new power station. He said he couldn’t risk sending out any humans. It’s too dangerous. Too complicated.” Amelia’s mind flashed back to the night she had gone running up the mountain with Gabriel. They’d stood, side by side, taking in the expansive view. She’d told him about t

Gabriel felt his wolf rising, his eyes a threatening yellow. He’d had enough of this high-flying ‘artist’. Gabriel was trying to be polite, to be cordial but this, this Alfred? He was an ass.Alfred remained calm. My oh my, this one has quite the temper, Alfred thought to himself. The waitress set down another martini. He thanked her and gave her a flirty wink. Perhaps Gabriel should have one of these – I’ve always believed there are few in life that can’t be fixed with a good mariti. Alfred took a sip, his eyes fixed on Gabriel above the rim of the glass, waiting to see what he would do. Asshole! Gabriel’s internal voice had fire in it. I know she’s my EX-luna. I don’t need you to point that out! He looked to Amelia. Her head was cocked to the side. She was waiting, too, to see how Gabriel would react to the off-handed comment.I won’t let him get the better of me, Gabriel said to himself. He’s not worth it. Gabriel slowed down his breathing. Yes – he was ang

Jonathan walked up to the table, accompanied by Shane. They introduced themselves to Alfred, and greeted Amelia and Gabriel. Gabriel smiled smugly. Jonathan looked hurt for a split second, and Amelia knew that it was because she was having lunch with Gabreil. But Amelia took his hands in hers. “Jonathan, what a lovely surprise,” Amelia said sincerely. “I didn’t expect to see you here.” It was the truth. Jonathan had left Redriver Pack without saying good-bye, and no one had known his whereabouts. Jonathan wasn’t as warm to Amelia as she was to him, though. “Enough pleasantries,” he stated, his face stoic. “I came to help. I heard the resort was in trouble so I took the liberty of pulling the spec sheets. I’ve analyzed them. It looks like food supply is one of the main issues.” Jonathan looked at their half-eaten lunch. “Are those vegetables rotten?” he asked. “You hit the nail right on the head,” Amelia smiled. She d

“Honestly, Jonathan, I can’t thank you enough.” Jonathan smiled shyly and whispered, ‘you’re welcome’. Asher had once said that Jonathan is the most reliable employee at Silvermoon, and that he never disappoints. Those words couldn’t ring truer, Amelia realized as she took in all that Jonathan had accomplished in such a short time. He really understands me, Amelia thought to herself, watching him shy away from her gratitude. He gets me in a way that no one else does. He supports the side of me that no one else supports, like this – this stage. “Amelia,” Jonathan said, his tone serious. He fixed her with those green eyes of his. “I’m doing this to help Silvermoon because I care about the company. But this stage – this stage is for you.” He reached out and touched her arm. His touch was electric, sending shivers down her spine. “I know you can’t be a singer. Your family – Magnus – they wouldn’t approve. But you’re so beautiful up on that stage. Luminous.” Amelia’s