Chapter 107
Alpha Derrick sat in the grand living room of his mansion, his fingers tapping restlessly against the arm of the chair.
The air was thick with tension, and his thoughts were consumed by Kimberly. Her resilience, her audacity to return, and the mystery surrounding her haunted him.
*She’s more than she seems,* he thought, his jaw tightening. *I should’ve dealt with her sooner.*
His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of heels clicking against the polished floor.
Mona walked in, her confidence radiating as always. She wore a sly smile, one that Derrick had come to associate with trouble.
"Is Kimberly the problem?" Mona asked, her voice smooth as silk. She sat beside him, her gaze piercing.
Derrick turned his face to her, letting out a faint, humorless smile. It was enough of an answer for Mona, who leaned back and crossed her legs with satisfaction.
"Don’t worry," she said, her tone smug. "I’ve taken care of her. Sooner than you think, she’ll be completely out of the picture."
Derrick’s brow furrowed, and his smile disappeared. He straightened in his seat, his full attention on her now. "What do you mean by that, Mona? What have you done?"
Mona shrugged casually, though her eyes gleamed with mischief. "Isn’t that what you wanted? Kimberly is a problem, Derrick, and problems like her don’t just go away on their own. You know that."
"I don’t want you to do anything rash," Derrick said sharply, his tone laced with irritation. "Leave it to me. I’ll handle Kimberly in my own way."