He Marked Another Luna, So She Slept With His Alpha Brother

Ch. He Marked Another Luna, So She Slept With His Alpha Brother 58 He Marked Another Luna, So She Slept With His Alpha Brother 58

Chapter 58

Roman’s POV Post

I watched the video a second time, my mouth curving into an amused smile. Camila Hart certainly knew how to handle herself. She hadn’t raised a hand against Vivienne, yet she’d dismantled the woman’s entire performance with a few well–aimed words. Even Alpha Laurent, with all his years of experience, had struggled to keep control of the situation. And Camila hadn’t so much as broken a sweat.

There was something about her confidence that made people pay attention. She didn’t need to shouto command a room, nor did she need anyone to fight her battles. When she decided to strike back, she went straight for the weak points. I liked that.

I dropped my phone beside me, displaying the address I’d sent her earlier. It led directly to my residential building, and I found myself wondering what she’d do when she arrived and realised where she’d been sent.

Would she accuse me of tricking her? Or would she finally admit that she was curious about me? Either possibility promised an entertaining evening. A knock interrupted my thoughts.

“Come in.”

Elis Kain entered my office with his tablet in hand. I motioned for him to sit. “What’s happening with the Laurent family?”

“Their public image is deteriorating rapidly,” Elis reported. “A new video has spread across several platforms, and the backlash is now affecting the Laurent Group’s business reputation. People are questioning their products and demanding answers. Their attempt to repair Vivienne’s image has made the situation worse.”

I gave a quiet, humourless laugh. “They wanted to control the story. Instead, they handed the public another reason to distrust them.”

“Exactly.”

“And the Blackwell Group?”

Elis hesitated briefly. “The impact has been less severe so far. Julian hasn’t made any public statements, and Alpha Gregory appears determined to keep the family out of the controversy. They’re hoping the attention will

pass.”

I leaned back in my chair. My father had always been careful about protecting the family name, particularly when a scandal threatened to affect the business. But Julian had created this mess, and hiding behind silence wouldn’t make the consequences disappear.

“The old Alpha wants to stay out of it?” I asked, a cold smile touching my lips. “Then perhaps we should give him something else to worry about.”

Elis waited for my instructions. “Look into the opportunities the Blackwell Group is pursuing. Anything NEXZONE can compete for, bring it to my attention. If we can win a contract on merit, we take it. I won’t give them preferential treatment simply because we’re family.”

“Understood.”

“And Julian,” I added. “Find out what role he played in arranging that little confrontation outside Whitmore Group. I want facts, not rumours.”

Elis nodded and rose to leave. I turned back to the video on my screen. The online discussion was focused mainly on Vivienne and the Laurent family. Julian had managed to keep a relatively low profile, while my

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father was content to let the storm pass over him.

That could change.

Els had barely left my office when my phone rang. Damon’s name flashed across the screen. I answered. “What is it?”

“Have you seen what’s trending online?” he asked without even saying hello.

“What happened?”

“Vivienne Laurent and her father tried to corner Camila again. Can you believe them? Those people just won’t leave her alone.”

My expression cooled. “Why are you so interested in Camila?”

Damon went quiet for a moment. “Roman, is that really what matters right now?”

“Why wouldn’t it?”

“The Laurent family is getting hammered online, and honestly, it’s satisfying to watch. If Camila hadn’t noticed that hidden camera, who knows how they’d have twisted the whole scene to make her look like the

villain?”

“She isn’t stupid,” I replied flatly.

“Obviously.” He paused, then continued, “But she came out of Whitmore Group, didn’t she? Don’t tell me she’s actually the Whitmore heiress.”

I knew Camila had her reasons for keeping her background private. I wasn’t about to encourage anyone to dig

into it. “No.”

“How can you be so sure?”

“Just because she works at Whitmore Group doesn’t mean she’s related to the Whitmore family. Besides, do you really think someone from that family would waste her time chasing a man like Julian?”

Damon considered that. “Fair enough. Maybe I’m overthinking it. It just sounds like one of those stories where the woman turns out to have a secret identity and shocks everyone.”

I snorted. “And if Camila is the leading lady, what does that make you? An extra?”

Damon laughed. “Absolutely not. I’m obviously the main character here.”

I couldn’t be bothered to argue with him. “I’m hanging up.”

“Roman, wait-”

I ended the call.

Camila’s POV

Once I was outside the gates, I ordered a ride to the property Kent had arranged for me. I needed to inspect the place before deciding whether to move in that evening.

When the car stopped at the entrance to the residential development, I stepped out and looked up at the familiar high–rise.

Then I froze. I knew this building.

It was the same luxury residence where Roman Blackwell lived.

I stared at the entrance, suddenly wondering whether my brother had any idea whose neighbourhood he’d just

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sent me to.

My first night in the new apartment turned out better than expected. The bed was comfortable, the neighbourhood was quiet, and for once, I slept without waking up halfway through the night. By morning, félt refreshed enough to face another day at Whitmore Group.

Work kept me occupied until noon, when I finally remembered the dry–cleaned jacket sitting in my office. Roman had made it abundantly clear that he expected me to return it in person. Since I’d already promised, I decided to get it over with. I collected the garment bag and followed the address he’d sent me the previous day.

When my ride stopped, I looked up–and froze. The towering building before me was unmistakable. NEXZONE Group.

I stared at the sign above the entrance, certain I’d read it correctly.

NEXZONE was the company I’d hoped to meet with to discuss a possible collaboration. The fact that we operated in overlapping markets made a partnership complicated, but not impossible. If we could find common ground, both sides stood to benefit.

But what on earth was Roman’s connection to NEXZONE?

I glanced at the address on my phone again. There was no mistake.

I’d always understood that NEXZONE’s chief executive was Westers. So why had Roman given me this address? Did he work here? Was he connected to the CEO?