After Severance Alpha Fell in Love With Ex-Luna novel Chapter 50

Chapter 50: Shadows of Corruption

Chapter 50: Shadows of Corruption

(Marcus’s POV)

My car stopped under the ancient sycamore trees near the Territorial Enforcement Station. I lowered the back window, the harsh sunlight engulfing the car and me, my face obscured in shadows.

Chief Morrison hurried over from across the street. “Alpha Blackwood.” I motioned for Chief Morrison to get in the car. The ancient sycamore trees cast long shadows across the pavement, creating a natural canopy of

secrecy.

Chief Morrison walked around to the passenger side, opened the door, and sat down heavily. His face was

pale with anxiety.

“The officer on duty that day was a relative of Director Harold Thornfield’s family,” he began, his voice trembling slightly. “No matter how I questioned him, he claimed he was asleep that day and no one reported

the incident to him.”

I remained silent, letting him continue. The air conditioning hummed quietly in the background.

Chief Morrison shifted uncomfortably in his seat. “The indoor surveillance also had a maintenance record that day, and the people in the monitoring room assumed it was under maintenance.”

He wiped sweat from his forehead. “They also thought that since the prisoners were locked up together, nothing major would happen.”

Chief Morrison felt increasingly embarrassed as he spoke. He knew that such negligence could cost him his position as chief if the Northern Territory Council found out..

His career hung by a thread, and we both knew it.

I loosened my tie and turned to face him directly, “Asleep on duty, surveillance maintenance? Even if the surveillance in the detention cell is broken, shouldn’t someone be monitoring them 24 hours a day?”

My voice remained calm, but the Alpha pressure was unmistakable. “Can’t you see the reason behind these

simple oversights?”

Cold sweat trickled down Chief Morrison’s forehead. The weight of my authority pressed down on him like a

physical force.

“Harold Thornfield,” I muttered, processing the information. “Which Harold Thornfield are we talk bout?”

Chief Morrison’s voice cracked slightly. “The one from the Revenue Authority.”

I looked out the window calmly, watching the shadows dance beneath the sycamore trees. “Investigate

Harold Thornfield’s people.”

Chief Morrison’s shirt was soaked with sweat. He shivered as the air conditioning enveloped him.

He hesitated, clearly uncomfortable with what he was about to say. “Harold Thornfield has connections with

Elder Harrison.”

I dismissed this concern with a wave of my hand. “The Harrison family couldn’t suppress me.”

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Chief Morrison understood immediately. The hierarchy was clear, and I outranked them all.

(Elena’s POV)

The next day, I returned to the Northern Territory Central Healing Institute. I had planned to care for David

while working, but fate had other plans.

A suspension notice waited on my desk. The official reason cited my “scandals” as bringing negative impact

to the institute.

I had planned to work for one more month, but someone was clearly thwarting my plans. The timing was too

convenient to be coincidental.

I packed my belongings methodically, emptying my healing chamber of personal items. Each item I placed in the box felt like another piece of my life being stripped away.

Several pack nurses gathered near the corridor, their voices carrying clearly.

“Did Elena resign or get suspended because of her scandals?” one whispered.

“I heard it was the scandals,” another replied. “All that drama with her brother and the Alpha.”

Sophia emerged from her office just as I was walking toward the exit with my boxes. A hint of surprise

flashed in her eyes, quickly replaced by satisfaction.

Sophia approached me with false sympathy painted across her face. “It’s such a pity that the neurosurgery

department is losing such a capable person.”

I smiled coldly at her transparent act. “It’s good to be away from hypocritical people.”

Sophia’s smile faltered instantly. Her mask slipped for just a moment, revealing the malice beneath.

I walked past her without another word, leaving her speechless in the corridor.

The other nurses fell silent as I passed, their gossip dying on their lips.

I walked out of the institute building, my boxes heavy in my arms. A Rolls–Royce was parked conspicuously

near the entrance.

Amber Stone stood beside the vehicle, greeting me with professional courtesy. Marcus’s face was visible

through the lowered back window.

I couldn’t understand his timing. Why was he here now?

Seeing the boxes in my arms, Marcus reacted with surprising calmness. “Since you’re being transferred anyway, you should rest at home.”

His voice was matter–of–fact. “I’ve arranged a better private medical center for your brother with an expenses

covered.”

I was taken aback by his unexpected offer. “What are your intentions?”

Marcus replied simply, “I’ll take care of everything.”

I wondered what Marcus was really up to. Was he trying to control David to threaten me later?

In my daze, Marcus commented on my ordinary attire. “We should go shopping for new clothes.”

Before I could respond, Amber Stone opened the car door and took the boxes from my arms.

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I remained still, my suspicion growing. “You should speak directly instead of beating around the bush.”

Marcus stopped playing with his watch and looked at me directly. “My father has returned. We’re going to the

Blackwood Ancestral Manor for dinner tonight.”

I understood immediately. This was the real reason for his sudden attention.

I didn’t say anything and got into the car. The leather seats felt cold against my skin.

Marcus took me to Silverbrook International, the largest shopping center under the Blackwood Consortium’s

name. I had been to this mall with Marcus before, but as his “assistant.”

Two shop assistants greeted us respectfully, their eyes bright with recognition.

Marcus instructed them with Alpha authority. “Help her pick out some clothes.”

A saleswoman enthusiastically led me inside the boutique. The luxury overwhelmed my senses.

Soon, the saleswomen presented me with over thirty new fashion outfits. Each piece cost tens of thousands,

more than most pack members earned in months.

I didn’t have the patience to look through them all. I picked out a simple backless dress and headed to the

dressing room.

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