Last Love chapter 99

Even Han Jiangque, who could barely suppress his emotions in the face of Zhuo Yuan’s provocation, appeared bewildered when confronted with this unfamiliar Alpha.

In less than two seconds of hesitation, Han Jiangque’s facial expression changed several times, showing signs of contemplation. However, he ultimately chose to respond in a low voice, “Third Brother, why are you here?”

“Dad is here too.”

Upon hearing this, Han Jiangque’s body trembled involuntarily.

The Alpha referred to as the Third Brother looked at Han Jiangque with a faint expression and left with a concise statement, “Bring your Omega down.”

The private room fell into an awkward and puzzled silence. However, at that moment, Wang Jiajia’s sharp voice cut through the quiet, “Hey… look downstairs.”

As she said this, curious classmates naturally crowded around the window. Even Zhuo Yuan casually approached and looked downstairs.

At a glance, everyone’s faces changed dramatically.

In the parking lot below the Treasure Restaurant, three more cars were parked.

Leading were two inconspicuous black Audis in the night, followed by a conspicuously eye-catching extended Bentley Mulsanne.

“Han Jiangque,” Sun Bin turned around and suddenly asked, “are these your family’s cars?”

His reaction was somewhat shocked, seemingly intending to lighten the mood. However, as soon as this question was asked, everyone unconsciously directed their gazes back and forth between Han Jiangque and Zhuo Yuan.

Evidently, they suddenly realized something was amiss—

Did an Alpha who came from such a family need to be supported by an Omega? This seemed quite inexplicable.

At that moment, perhaps others would take some time to digest and react, but Wen Ke almost instantly sensed the crux of the problem—

Maybe this was the real secret that Han Jiangque had been keeping from him.

He turned his head, staring blankly at Han Jiangque.

Han Jiangque was also looking at him. The black eyes, usually calm, now revealed an unprecedented concern and panic. It seemed that, compared to the insult from Zhuo Yuan just now, Han Jiangque was genuinely afraid at this moment.

However, while classmates were inspecting the cars, both Xu Jiale and Zhuo Yuan focused on the license plates. These three cars all had out-of-province plates. The Bentley had a consecutive 6-digit number, one Audi had a 6 with an 8, and the other had a 6 with a 9.

“Zhuo Yuan,” Xu Jiale said, looking at the license plates, “did you misunderstand what you said earlier?”

Fan Yu couldn’t help but ask, “Something seems off. Han Jiangque’s family conditions shouldn’t be as you described, right?”

Zhuo Yuan’s face darkened. Given his family background, he wasn’t shocked by a Bentley, but the scale of these lavish purchases made him feel uneasy.

He thought he had figured out the situation, but suddenly he found himself in complete chaos again. This chaos made him feel a looming sense of danger.

“Then I don’t know.” Zhuo Yuan forcibly calmed down. He shrugged nonchalantly, but in reality, he stared intently at Han Jiangque. “Everything I said was based on the facts I discovered.”

“What did you discover?”

Han Jiangque, who had been passive in accepting Zhuo Yuan’s insults, suddenly spoke.

With a cold face, he slowly stood up and said, “Or let me ask, Zhuo Yuan, what do you think you’ve found?”

Standing at a height of 6 feet 2 inches, the Alpha almost looked down at Zhuo Yuan while speaking. Faint glints of cold light flashed in his pitch-black eyes.

He had been restraining himself all along. Even when Zhuo Yuan’s words had been disgustingly offensive, he had silently endured everything. However, due to the unexpected variable that had just emerged, restraint had become something optional.

The pheromones with the scent of whiskey on Han Jiangque suddenly exerted a full sense of oppression. At this moment, not only Zhuo Yuan, but even the other Alphas present felt a strong discomfort. An S-class Alpha would not easily oppress others, as being at the top in terms of pheromones was too dominant for A, B, or O, and it went against social etiquette.

Zhuo Yuan felt a sudden tightness in his chest. His inner self instinctively wanted to retreat, but under the gaze of everyone, he gritted his teeth and spoke in a somewhat disordered manner, “Didn’t I make it clear? Maxloft, three luxury cars were originally supposed to be assets of Fu Xiaoyu’s company, but in the end, they ended up under your name, being used by you! And LM Club… You’re supposed to be an advisor at LM Club, but you rarely work there because you only serve Fu Xiaoyu.”

“Maxloft, a high-end executive apartment in the North City area, was developed by IM five years ago; LM Club, a newly established entertainment venue registered by Fu Xiaoyu three years ago, but the majority of the funding actually comes from the IM Group. Did you also find out about these?”

Han Jiangque asked.

“Of course,” Zhuo Yuan snorted. “That’s why I said, Fu Xiaoyu is abusing his power, and you…”

“Do you really know anything about the IM Group?” Han Jiangque said slowly. “LM Club belongs to IM, Maxloft belongs to IM. Zhuo Yuan, did you check all of this? So you should also know that the Twin Star Towers in the North City area are also owned by IM, the boxing arena, cigar club, and even the fully self-service hotel in the North City area, all led by the IM Group. In fact, as long as you step into the North City area, you’re stepping into commercial land developed by the IM Group. Do you think such a large conglomerate really belongs to Fu Xiaoyu?”

Zhuo Yuan’s hand suddenly trembled. Before he could react, his body felt panic in advance. He murmured, “But I checked… Fu Xiaoyu is indeed the major shareholder. He, he…”

Han Jiangque suddenly smiled coldly. “Zhuo Yuan, you haven’t even heard of the equity holding agreement, have you?”

He spoke without even making eye contact with Zhuo Yuan.

However, Zhuo Yuan seemed to have been struck heavily. He involuntarily retreated several steps.

“Zhuo Yuan, I don’t serve Fu Xiaoyu, and I’m not an advisor at LM.”

The entire private room fell silent. Only the clear footsteps of Han Jiangque, approaching the coat rack, were distinctly audible. He casually continued, taking off his and Wen Ke’s coats, “Fu Xiaoyu is my professional manager—”

With a “bang,” the wine glass in Zhuo Yuan’s hand suddenly fell to the ground. He stared at Han Jiangque, panting heavily, saying, “What did you say?”

Everyone’s gaze looked at Zhuo Yuan with an exceptionally bewildered and complicated expression. He felt his face burning, but his palms were ice-cold.

The greatest fear and shame often don’t come suddenly.

But in that instant, he suddenly unearthed all the clues from the depths of his mind—the Bentley downstairs, the overly young Fu Xiaoyu, the mysterious IM Group, and the series of attacks against the Zhuo family related to the IM Group.

Those fragmented clues surged like a tide, and he finally realized, this was the answer, this was the answer.

“Zhuo Yuan,” Han Jiangque said each word slowly, “the IM Group is my family’s business.”

Zhuo Yuan felt a thunderous shock in his mind. The subsequent events became blurry. He vaguely felt that Han Jiangque and Wen Ke left the room together, but he seemed to have no strength in his limbs and could only vaguely support himself against the table to stay upright.

It was a feeling of the world spinning. The room finally heard the voices of others discussing things in fragments, and Zhuo Yuan thought they were mocking him. Thinking about his performance here just ten minutes ago, he even felt a bit nauseous.

He could accept Han Jiangque’s unmatched external conditions, and even when he thought that Fu Xiaoyu was sponsoring Han Jiangque, Han Jiangque’s beauty became a source of amusement for him.

He could even tolerate Wen Ke being impregnated by another Alpha, because that was an S-class Alpha after all. He could even accept the fact that Han Jiangque had better reproductive abilities than him.

But Han Jiangque was a poor guy.

For an Alpha, if they didn’t have money, all other advantages became secondary.

The affluence of family background was the source of his confidence when facing Han Jiangque, and this formidable psychological defense line was completely destroyed today.

He thought of the trendy skyscrapers in the North City area, avant-garde commercial properties, the fact that the IM Group had once been rated as an advanced enterprise in City B, and the Bentley downstairs with a license plate full of sixes. Everything made him want to vomit.

“Zhuo Yuan, Zhuo Yuan… Are you okay?”

Fan Yu’s voice seemed to come from a distant place. Zhuo Yuan snapped out of it, only to see Fan Yu’s very awkward expression. He turned to look at the others, and everyone’s faces seemed to be hiding laughter.

“Wipe your face.” Fan Yu handed over a wet tissue. “It’s all sweat.”

“I’m fucking fine.”

Zhuo Yuan abruptly pushed away Fan Yu’s hand, his fist smashing onto the table. In that moment, his eyes subtly reddened.

Han Jiangque…

Plotting against me.

Even towards Wen Ke, when he found out that the Omega was pregnant with Han Jiangque’s child, resentment rose in his throat. Wen Ke could be with an Alpha inferior to him, and he would still cherish and want to win him back.

But when Wen Ke was with an Alpha who was originally more powerful than him in every aspect, the hatred in Zhuo Yuan’s heart finally became the only thing left.

…

When Han Jiangque and Wen Ke went downstairs together, he couldn’t help but cautiously want to hold the Omega’s hand.

However, Wen Ke only took the coat from his hand and put it on without holding his hand.

Instead, he silently held onto the railing, pregnant, slowly walking down the stairs alone.

When Han Jiangque and Zhuo Yuan confronted each other just now, from beginning to end, he didn’t say a word.

As Han Jiangque caught up to talk to Wen Ke, the Omega seemed to be oblivious, advancing to the three cars in the parking lot.

At such a moment, obviously, it was not a good time to talk privately. A tall bodyguard opened the rear door of the Bentley for Han Jiangque.

“Dad.” Just as Han Jiangque was about to bend down and get in, a low voice suddenly came from inside.

“You stay there.” Han Jiangque’s father said coldly. “Call your Omega in. I want to talk to him.”

Wen Ke took a deep breath. His face was somewhat pale, but he still silently supported his stomach and sat in the Bentley.