The Almighty Alpha Wins Back His Rejected Mate
Chapter 1759

Andrew’s responses were brief, his attention divided as he also replied to a message from Debra.

I felt a surge of irritation.

How could he still focus on her when I was right there?

I decided to shift his focus away from Debra, asking pointedly, “By the way, how are Keenan’s wife and son? Have they stopped causing you trouble?”

My question caught his attention as expected.

Andrew looked at me and responded, “They’re not troubling me anymore.

I’ve arranged compensation for Keenan’s family and promised to look after them.

I won’t let Keenan’s death be in vain.

”

Though he seemed engaged, there was a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

I couldn’t help but curse, “Keenan was disgraceful, messing around at your engagement party.

He deserved worse than what he got.

”

Andrew’s reaction was immediate and sharp.

Taking a deep breath, he rebuked me.

“Shirley, that was uncalled for.

No matter Keenan’s actions, he remained a part of our clan.

”

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Shirley’s POV:

I scoffed at such remarks.

But shortly after, I noticed Andrew’s demeanor change.

His face reddened, and he started to breathe heavily.

His reaction sparked my excitement-—it seemed the drug was taking effect.

Andrew seemed to notice his unusual symptoms too.

Annoyed, he tugged at his tie and questioned impatiently, “Why hasn’t your mother arrived yet?”

I feigned concern and replied, “Please be patient.

I’ll check again.

Perhaps the guests are still with my mother.

”

Despite my reassurances, Andrew’s impatience grew.

He pulled out his phone, attempting to call my

mother.

I remained calm, knowing the signal in the study had been blocked, thanks to Addy’s reminder.

As expected, Andrew’s attempts to dial out failed repeatedly.

Frustrated, he questioned, “What’s going on? Why can’t I reach her?”

Maintaining my facade of innocence, I responded, “I’m not sure.

I just sent her a message and had a signal then.

”

Andrew’s irritation was evident.

He threw his phone onto the sofa and adjusted his tie again.

I approached him, feigning concern, and inquired, “What’s wrong? You seem uncomfortable.

You’re looking rather flushed.

”

Andrew quickly retreated and replied tersely, “No, it’s just a bit warm.

”

Observing his attempt to distance himself, I sneered internally, convinced of his aversion to me.

However, his feelings were irrelevant to my desires.

I was determined to have him.