NovelUSAChapter 550 Cold Reception
Tessa knew he was referring to that tat Thorne Corp and acknowledged it gracefully. "I'm sorry. | didn't know
better last time-I should've greeted you."
Seeing how open and straightforward she was, Darren let it go. If he pushed any further, Landon might just turn
around and walk out with her.
"Your name's Tessa, right? Which Sinclair family are you from?
"The Sinclair family of Frostmoon Pack. My grandfather is Walter." There was unmistakable pride in her voice
when she mentioned her grandfather.
Darren's brow twitched ever so slightly.
He'd heard that nbefore.
Five years ago, when the wolves fought against the vampire invasion, Walter had indeed taken the front lines
and earned several military honors.
He gave a noncommittal "Oh," his eyes unreadable.
Walter had been powerful in his prime, but the Sinclair family of Frostmoon Pack had long since declined -each
generation weaker than the last. As one of Walter's descendants, what outstanding qualities could Tessa possibly
have?
He studied her with no change in expression, his fingers subconsciously rubbing the wolfbone ring on his hand.
Strange. He couldn't sense even the faintest ripple of wolf energy from her.
Is she a low-tier omega?
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIn his mind, Darren's first impression of Tessa had already taken a hit.
But Tessa had long known from Landon that Darren feared and distrusted
"unbound" white wolves. He believed that their bloodline disrupted the order of the pack.
So the moment she entered the room, she had deliberately restrained her white wolf aura, suppressing even the
most subtle fluctuations of power.
She didn't want to be dismissed the moment she walked in just because of her bloodline-she believed in her own
strength and wanted to earn respect on merit.
Even if Darren never cto accept her, it didn't matter.
What she wanted was never the approval of the Thorne family-but Landon
himself. As long as he stood with her, nothing else mattered.
Since he no longer held out hope for her combat ability, Darren could only explore other strengths. "I heard you
just started college. Which school are you attending?"
"Med Uni and Navoris University."
"What?" Darren actually showed a hint of surprise. "You're attending two elite schools at the stime?"
"Dad, you didn't know?" Rebecca chimed in with a grin. "After she enrolled in Med Uni, the presidents of both
Navoris University and Mulch University personally tried to recruit her!"
She looked incredibly proud just bringing it up.
Darren responded with a noncommittal "Hmm."
Managing two elite schools at once-clearly smart. But in the wolf world, brains never outweighed strength and
pack resources.
He went on to ask squestions about Frostmoon Pack and the Sinclair family. Tessa answered them all calmly
and confidently.
That kind of composure, at least, met his expectations for a daughter-in-law. Unfortunately, her background and
power were still too weak-far from worthy of Landon.
But Tessa was sharp. She could clearly see the distance in his eyes. Out of respect for him as Landon's father,
she kept her politeness and didn't say much.
After dinner, Tessa offered the gift she had prepared. Darren didn't even lift an eyelid he just set it aside.
Landon was deeply dissatisfied with
his father's behavior, but given the
setting, he kept his {eraperd‘ehec
Sifently eightened his grip on
Tessa's hand-to let her know that no
matter what, he was on her side.
Other people's opinions didn't matter.
Tessa responded with a calming smile.
She was no longer who she used to be. After everything she'd been through, she had long since learned to
remain calm in the face of honor or disgrace.
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Still, seeing Landon constantly serve food to Tessa while barely eating himself made Darren frown.
If this kept up, that once decisive, razor-sharp son of his would be dulled beyond recognition.
How could someone who couldn't
even manage his own meals-who
only had eyes for a yaareler lead
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Chapter 550
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