Chapter 29: The Unexpected Alpha Philanthropist
Moana

My trance with the TV was broken by the sound of Selina’s voice coming from beside me.

“Interesting,” she said, wiping her hands on her apron. “That’s more than I expected.”

I turned to face her, still surprised by Edrick’s sudden act of generosity. “He doesn’t do things like this often, does he?” I asked.

Selina shrugged. “Every so often. It’s usually once a year or so these past few years, but it’s never made public, and it’s rarely this much. I wonder what changed to make him donate such a large amount and for him to allow it to be televised.”

“And to an orphanage, no less,” Lily chimed in from behind me.

Shrugging again, Selina turned around and started to head back to the kitchen. I followed her, still curious about the situation. “You said it’s been happening just for the past few years?” I asked.

the stovetop with a damp sponge that it was making the metal racks on the inside of the oven rattle. “If you’re

still intrigued, so I turned on my heel and picked up my phone off of the coffee table. The interview with Sophia ended on the TV while I was in the kitchen, so now Ella was flipping absentmindedly through the channels as she searched for

so nice,” Ella said suddenly from behind me. I hadn’t realized it, but she must have grown bored of flipping through the television

my lap and

of the little girl’s giggles, but I couldn’t quite shake

he was coming back to the penthouse at all, and if he did, I wondered if he wouldn’t want to sleep together after our argument. Eventually, however, I heard the sound of footsteps

before he opened the door and came in. He was already in his pajamas, and stormed over to the other side of the bed without a word. I could tell that he

glancing up from my sketchbook to look at Edrick as he sat on the edge

tone of

think it’s interesting that just

things,” Edrick interrupted. “I have to do certain things sometimes to uphold the image

as I looked back down at my sketchbook and continued working on my most recent drawing: a picture of the city at night, using the view from my balcony as

I wondered if he was even going to answer at all. He laid down on the other side of the bed on his side, with his back turned to me. The only sounds in the room were the sounds of the city below, which was nothing but white noise to me after growing up in the

a sudden,

“It’s absurd, really. I’ve always tried my best to

to look over at Edrick. “Why

shrugged. “It’s

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