Ex-Alpha's Regret: Siren's Comeback novel Chapter 123

POV: Damian

The next morning, the arbitration hearing was a bloodbath. It wasn't a negotiation; it was a public execution, and I was the one on my knees.

Everyone in the room could feel it. The high-powered lawyers, the stern-faced council arbitrators, the rival Alphas who had come to watch the spectacle. They could all see that the legendary Damian Blackwood, the predator of the boardroom, was a ghost at his own funeral.

I sat at the head of our massive mahogany table, my legal team flanking me like nervous pallbearers. I hadn't slept. My mind was a chaotic storm of last night's humiliation and Seraphina's final, devastating words. *You will be forced to live with your own regret. Alone.* Her voice echoed in my head, drowning out the legal arguments of my own counsel.

What did she mean about our child? I had no memory of it, no context. It was just another piece of my failure, a crime I had apparently committed but couldn't even recall, which only made the guilt a thousand times worse.

My lawyers would present a point, and my mind would drift. I'd stare across the room at her. She was the picture of calm, lethal competence. She was Siren. Dressed in a severe charcoal grey suit, her face was an unreadable mask of cool professionalism. She dismantled my team's arguments with a surgical precision that was breathtaking to watch. She didn't use emotion or rhetoric, only cold, hard facts and a logic so flawless it was like a wall of ice.

She had an answer for everything. When my lead counsel questioned Vance Capital's projected profit margins, she countered with a detailed, ten-year market analysis that made my own projections look like a child's crayon drawing. When they tried to argue historical precedent, she cited an obscure clause in the Alliance charter that no one else had remembered, rendering their entire argument moot.

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