I became the Purchased Wife Of The Lycan Prince

Chapter 67

“You work a lot. You are good at leading. Now, | realize why Grandpa wants you to be the next chairman,” Hope stated as she stacker all the signed files on one side of the desk.

“| think | inherited those abilities from my father,” Logan replied.

Hope glanced at him, pondering if he would open up with her about his

with her about his parents. “Was he the Vice Chairman?” she asked.

“Yes,” Logan replied and stood up from the chair. He leaned against the desk, and he drew Hope close to him. “A staff is employed to clean my office. You don’t have to do it,” Logan asserted.

“Okay.”

“Dad told me one thing that I’ve followed so far,” Logan stated.

“What was it?” Hope was inquisitive to learn.

“If you want something from the bottom of your heart, there’s no force in universe that can stop you from achieving it. | have worked on that motto and that’s the reason | nevér lose,” Logan explained to her.

“That’s a great piece of advice,” Hope stated.

“It has helped me in work, but in my personal life it never worked,” Logan remarked. “Losing my parents was my biggest regret,” he said while sounding low. “But | think | found the person, who empathizes with me on this.”

“But | have no memory of that incident,” Hope replied.

“I'm working on finding the truth. Hopefully, we find it soon,” he assured her.

“Include me in the work too,” Hope urged.

“| will once | find out a few things related to that day. It may take time, Hope. | don’t know how much, but it’s not easy to find all this at once,” Logan explained to her.

“| understand. By the way, | read something strange about Roaxana earlier. Since your were busy, | didn’t tell you,” she stated, feeling slightly worried.

“The headlines about her and Ryan?” Logan guessed.

“Yes. How do you know? Tsk. What kind of silly question is this?” She chuckled and hit her head lightly.

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“That was a rumor,” Logan cleared to her. “You know she is the CEO of a cosmetic brand, so pap araz zis are after her,” he stated.

“What about you? You are the Vice-chairman of the Moore Group, Hope affirmed.

“Well, I've men who clears such ridiculous news before publishing, Logan stated.

“You never told me about them,” Hope complained.

“| never found the need,” Logan stated. “I think we shall leave for home now,” he stood. straight and held her hands to pull her close. The distance between them was lesser than an inch and the two gazed into each other’s eyes affectionately.

He leaned down and brushed his nose against hers. They shared the same air between their lips before parting them to kiss each other. Hope tip-toed and her hands held the collar of his blazer firmly.

“Sir, | have,” Paul walked in with a file in his hand and saw them kissing. “Oh My Go d!”

Hearing his voice, Hope promptly pulled away and ran to the adjacent room as she was embarrassed while Paul said he would come later.

“Wait, there!” Logani said as he rubbed the skin above his left brow.

Paul pivoted on his shoes and smiled. “I didn’t know you are so into Hope,” he whispered, opening the file in front of him. “Your signatures are needed here,” he proclaimed..

Logan took the pen from him, ready to sign.

“Your lips are covered in lipstick. Gosh! | cannot believe you are so crazy for her,” Paul teased him.

Quickly Logan ran his thumb over his lips. He found Paul giggling and he realized he tricked him. “Will you stop playing with me and teasing me?” he asked and quickly put his signature into the file. He didn’t wish Paul to stay in his office for another minute. “Dude, it’s good to see you so alive. You are finally enjoying your life,” Paul asserted, feeling genuinely happy for his friend. “You should leave. Hope is inside,” Logan said.

“Yeah, | am aware. See you tomorrow.” Paul patted his shoulder and walked away.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Hope peeked out of the door and noticed that Paul wasn’t in the office. “You kissed me at the wrong time,” she complained as she stepped out, swiftly grabbing the jute bag from the table. “And you claimed your senses are faster than any other werewolves. Yet, you couldn’t detect Paul entering the office,” she reminded Logan of what he had said

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earlier in the day.

“Your scent made me forget about the outer environment,” Logan explained. He retrieved his phone and car keys, then took her hand, and together they left for home..

Roaxana glanced at her phone, furrowing her brows together. “Why isn’t he answering my calls?” She murmured and put the phone aside. She decided to check on Ryan in his apartment and drove there.

Upon reaching there, she quickly took the elevator and reached the desired floor. Roaxana pressed the bell and waited for Ryan to open it. But when he didn’t open the door, she got worried.

“Is he alright?” Roaxana murmured. She entered the password, which he shared with. her last night and went inside.

“Ryan! Ryan! Are you home? I’ve been calling you-” She paused as she saw Ryan had. finished three alcohol bottles and was opening the fourth one.

Roaxana rushed to him and sna tched the bottle from him. “Ryan, are you out of your mind? How much have you drunk?” she couldn’t believe her eyes. “Did anything happen again?”

“Just leave,” Ryan said.

“No, | won't. You are not in a good state,” Roaxana refused to leave.

Ryan stood up, appearing completely unaffected by the alcohol. His werewolf constitution likely allowed him to handle such quantities without issue. “Don’t ever show me your face. | hate you,” he declared sharply.

Roaxana’s expression shifted instantly, taken aback by the intensity in his eyes. They were unreadable. She had never seen him look at her with such disdain before, and she couldn't fathom what she had done to deserve it.

sorry if I-” “Are you angry because of that news? It’s no longer in the media. I’m Roaxana began to apologize, but Ryan cut her off before she could finish her sentence.

“| hate you and your entire family. Your family killed my mother. Just leave. | hate you,” Ryan pronounced.

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was unable to utter any word when Ryan caught her hand and threw her out of his apartment. They had been friend for twenty years and he was ready to break the friendship just because of a misunderstanding.

Tears welled up in Roaxana’s eyes. “I don’t even know anything about it. How could