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<b>Chapter </b><b>191</b><b>: </b><b>The </b><b>Fallen </b><b>Luna’s </b><b>Desperate </b>Plea
<b>Chapter </b>191: The Fallen Luna’s Desperate Plea
<b>(</b>Olivia’s POV)
<b>“</b>That woman is Margaret Grey,” I said quietly to Emma, recognizing the figure despite her <b>drastically </b>altered
appearance.
This was shocking. Previously, whenever I encountered Margaret Grey, she was always impably <b>dressed </b>in designer suits or luxury silk dresses. She would be adorned with matching sapphire jewelry and perfectly styled hair, radiating the unmistakable aura of a powerful former Luna.
Today, she looked exactly as Emma had described–disheveled and ordinary.
Without makeup, Margaret’s face appeared haggard and sallow. Dark circles shadowed her eyes, and <b>she </b>wore a in light gray casual outfit that hung loosely on her frame.
She resembled an ordinary middle–aged woman from a modest pack rather than the former Luna of the prestigious Grey pack. It seemed the Grey pack was indeed in dire straits.
Even the once–proud and fashionable Margaret Grey had fallen to such a state. I couldn’t help but smirk, feeling a deep sense of satisfaction as I slowly approached her.
Margaret saw me and immediately rushed forward. She attempted to grab my arm, but Emma quickly pushed
her away protectively.
Margaret looked at me with desperate eyes. Having lost all her previous arrogance, she now pleaded with a humble expression that I had never seen before.
“Olivia Winters, please save the Grey pack, please help us,” she begged frantically. “Isn’t your Winters family the wealthiest in Riverdale? As long as you’re willing to invest and help us, I’ll do whatever you want!”
I chuckled coldly at her pathetic disy. “You’ll do whatever I want?<b>” </b>
“Yes, yes,” Margaret nodded repeatedly, her voice cracking with desperation. “As long as I can do it<b>, </b>I’ll promise you anything. Please help our pack.”
Her hands trembled as she spoke. “I’m truly desperate this time. My mate is hospitalized from overwork, and Ethan is now drinking all day. Our pack is falling apart and can’t survive much longer.”
I looked at Margaret with a half–smile, enjoying herplete reversal of fortune. “What exactly can you do for
me?<b>” </b>
Margaret was stunned. What could she possibly do for Olivia Winters<b>? </b>
Even she didn’t know. She had been simply desperate to beg for help and said anything without thinking through the question.
“I… can you help our pack for Ethan’s sake?” Margaret pleaded, grasping <b>at </b>straws. “After all, you were <b>with </b>Ethan <i>for </i>three years, and you once loved each other. Are you willing to watch him be self–<b>destructive </b>because of our pack’s bankruptcy<b>?</b>”
<b>If </b>she hadn’t mentioned Ethan Grey, it might have been better. But as soon <b>as </b>Ethan was <b>brought </b><b>up</b><b>, </b>I
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<b>“</b><b>Mrs. </b><b>Grey</b><b>,” </b>I called out, looking at Margaret’s <b>haggard </b>face <b>with </b>deliberate emphasis <b>on </b><b>her </b><b>title</b><b>. </b>
<b>Margaret’s </b><b>expression </b><b>turned </b>ugly. This title now sounded deeply ironic <b>to </b>her, <b>and </b><b>she </b>knew I <b>was </b><b>being </b>deliberately sarcastic.
<b>I </b><b>curved </b>my lips in a cold smile. “Mrs. Grey<b>, </b>have you forgotten what you said to me when we first met<b>?</b><b>” </b>
Margaret’s face turned pale. Of course, she remembered.
At that time, Cassandra Evans had returned from abroad, and Margaret wanted Cassandra <b>to </b>mate <b>with </b>Ethan. But after learning that Ethan had a girlfriend of three years who was supposedly <b>an </b><b>ordinary </b>person with no pack background, Margaret couldn’t allow such a woman to join the Grey pack.
So she hade to humiliate me severely. She believed I was only with her son for his <b>status </b>and wealth, thinking I was just a gold–digger dreaming of mating into a powerful pack.
Margaret recalled her harsh words with growing shame. “There’s no need for you to pretend <b>in </b><b>front </b>of <b>me</b>. <b>I </b>know what you’re thinking. I know it’s not easy for you to meet an Alpha heir like our Ethan. He must <b>have </b>spent a lot on you, right?”
The memory continued to torment her. “What are you pretending for? You’re being hypocritical. I’ve seen many girls like you–you say you don’t care, but if you really didn’t care, would you have found <b>Ethan</b><b>?</b>”
Her most cutting words echoed in her mind. “I’m here today to tell you that our Grey pack is not a ce for just anyone to enter. You want to mate with Ethan? Impossible!”
“Cassandra is the Luna I have in mind. Not to mention that her family and ours are old allies, she’s also Ethan’s first love. I advise you to give up, pack your things and leave early, and free up your ce beside
Ethan!”
Thinking of this, Margaret regretted her words so deeply her insides twisted with shame.
Margaret hurriedly tried to exin. “No, I didn’t mean to be like that at the time. Olivia, listen to me. I thought you were just…”
Halfway through speaking, Margaret suddenly stopped. She had thought I was just a poor girl, thought I had no pack or background, thought I was a gold–digger.
These words she absolutely could not say now.
“Thought what?” I red at her with clear, cold amber eyes.
Margaret stammered for a long time without speaking. The silence stretched between us like a chasm.
I said with amusement, “Thought I was just a penniless gold–digger, and being with Ethan was because I was after his Alpha status, right?<b>” </b>
Margaret lowered her head guiltily and shifted her gaze away. Her shame was written <b>across </b>every <b>line </b><b>of </b><b>her </b>
face.
I continued with an indifferent expression. “Actually, I once considered bringing <b>Ethan </b><b>back </b><b>to </b>Riverdale <b>to </b>meet my family, and also thought about having the Winters pack invest in Grey <b>Holdings</b>.”
Hearing this, Margaret raised her head suddenly. Her eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
“Then why didn’t you bring him backter?” she asked desperately.
If i had revealed earlier that I was the daughter of Alpha Richard Winters<b>, </b><b>what </b><b>would </b><b>have </b><b>happened </b><b>to </b>
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Cassandra? If Ethan had mated with me back then, he would now be the son–inw of one of the most powerful Alphas in the territory.
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How could they have umted such debt and ended up bankrupt! Margaret regretted everything deeply.
Hearing Margaret ask this, I smiled coldly. “Because your son thought the same as you–he also thought I wasn’t good enough for him.”
Margaret stood there stunned, unable to believe what she was hearing. The full weight of their mistakes
crashed down on her.
“Those who betray sincerity will not have a good end,” I said coldly, my voice cutting through the hospital’s quiet atmosphere. “Leave. I won’t help you.”
“What do you mean? Are you saying that the Grey pack’s bankruptcy was your doing?” Margaret stopped pleading and widened her eyes in sudden realization.
“Not bad,” I said calmly, looking at Margaret with a satisfied smile. “Your previous humiliation of me was just one of the reasons I retaliated against your pack.”
I paused, letting the truth sink in. “Your precious son cooperated with Vanessa Reed, working for Frederick Warner, and nearly caused my family’s destruction. Making your pack bankrupt is my counterattack.”
“It was you!” Margaret’s expression instantly became ferocious.
Her mask of desperation fell awaypletely. “Olivia Winters! You b***h!”
Hearing my confession, realizing it was impossible to ask for my help, Margaret instantly turned vicious and began cursing me. More and more hospital staff and visitors gathered around to watch themotion.
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