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Eloise's POV:

"How's your chat going?" Soren walked in from the door. He looked at Atticus as if he had just eaten a fly. I swallowed the rest of the words I didn't manage to say.

For an Alpha like Atticus, there weren't many things that could hurt him, so this meant that someone must have carefully planned the attack.

This was too serious.

Fortunately, Soren did not pay much attention to me. He and Atticus spent the rest of the time checking information as if I didn't exist. Finally, I sat down in boredom.

"Can you please leave for a moment, Eloise? We have something to discuss." When I finally activated the electric sofa by accident, Soren turned around and looked at me. I nodded and left as quickly as I could.

The bodyguards standing there looked at me when I walked out. However, they soon lost interest. I sat on another chair and continued to look at the sky.