The Beta’s Regret

Chapter 205

ADONIS POV

"What's wrong?" Beauty asked

| kept my gaze glued to the plate, and played around with my food. Finally, | leaned against the chair with a deep

sigh.

"Nothing." I ran a hand over my face. "I've just had a long day, that's all."

She raised a brow.

"Ever since you cback inside, you haven't been yourself." She nodded towards the bowl of soup. "That's one

of your favorites, and you hardly took more than a few spoons. That doesn't seem like nothing." As usual, Beauty

was too observant to be deceived. There was almost no difference between her and Eden. They were two peas in

a pod.

Before | could respond, we heard the front door open and close.

Beauty and | exchanged a look.

"Let's do this later." | said and stood up.

I walked out of the kitchen to the hall. Arthur was still dressed in the sclothes he wore when he left earlier.

He stopped in his tracks when he sawstanding in the hallway. The air grew thicker with tension as he looked

atwith displeasure. It was obvious he didn't expectto be here, right where | stood waiting. | kept a

neutral expression. There was no use if he knew | was beginning to catch on to sof his lies.

"You are back." Arthur said casually.

| noded. "Yes. We were surprised we didn't meet you here."

He shrugged. "The meeting ran late into the day. Where's Beauty?"

| thrust a thumb behind me. "In the kitchen, having dinner. Do you want some?"

Arthur shook his head. "No, thank you. | already had dinner."

"Are you sure?" | narrowed my gaze on him.

"Yes." He said more firmly.

We stared at each other for a few moments; none of us said anything. Then suddenly | broke into a smile.

"How was the meeting?"

Arthur eyed me. | thought | saw something like guilt pass over his face, but it was too fast forto confirm. He

glared at me.

"It was fine." He said.

"| see. So what exactly did you discuss?" | took a step closer.

Arthur chuckled. He looked down with a smile, then raised his face to look at me. He took a step closer to me

too, his stance slightly threatening. "What is this? An interrogation?"

| shrugged. "Not really. | just wanted to know if there was anything to share that we need to work on as a team."

Arthur scoffed. "Don't be ridiculous." He stepped back. "Look, I'm tired, and | would like to rest for a bit."

"I see," | said.

He rolled his eyes atand walked away. As his footsteps faded down the hall, | felt a tap on my shoulder.

Startled, | turned to see Beauty behind me.

"What the hell?" | gasped in surprise. "How long have you been standing there?"

She crossed her arms. "Long enough to see you and Arthur bite each other's heads off. What is wrong with you?"

"What do you mean?" | asked

"The way you spoke to Arthur. Why would you question him?" Beauty frowned.

"I'm just doing what Eden askedto." | said softly, then leaned in and whispered in her ears. "A lot of things

feel off about him."

She sighed. "If this is about Tom, | think we should let it go. Arthur would never do anything out of the ordinary."

"| can't trust that." | said harshly.

"Adonis," she said firmly.

"I must get to the root of all these and-"

"What are you two whispering about?" Arthur suddenly asked. | stopped talking and turned to him in surprise.

"I thought you said you needed rest; why are you here again?" | asked.

He looked at the ton his watch and looked back at me. "Actually, | thought it wouldn't be a bad idea to have

dinner. Can | get a plate?"

"Huh, yeah, of course, sure." | looked at Beauty and let out a nervous laugh.

He nodded and followed Beauty into the kitchen. | closed my eyes in frustration and went up to the room.

The night passed quickly, and morning came.

Beauty and | attended to what we needed to do, Arthur didn't cout of his room, and by the tevening

came, Arthur finally cout of his room again, dressed in outing clothes with a hand-held bag

"I have a place to be." He said simply when | asked, and he stepped out.

I didn't sit back and watch as usual.

When Arthur was out of the door, | stood up and hurried out. | had to wait until he was out of sight before |

moved. This was it. This time, | would make sure | got the answers | needed.

Arthur didn't take the car. He walked.

As soon as he was out of the mansion grounds, he took a path through the forest, and | followed.

Things took a strange turn when Arthur dropped the bag he held and pulled out a black cloak, which he wore,

covering himself completely.

At a point, he stopped and looked back as if he sensed my presence.

| dove as quick as | could and hid behind a tree. | closed my eyes as | heard him turn to my direction.

He walked towardsslowly and carefully. | held my breath. He was only a few feet away from where | stood

when a bird cried in the air. It created a distraction. Finally, Arthur moved away and continued going in the

opposite direction. | let out a breath of relief, grateful he didn't see me.

The last thing | wanted was to get into a fight and make him figure out that | was suspicious.

| waited a few seconds before |

continued to follow him, and after a

while, | saw him stop in front of

three figures wearing the same

cloak with hoods that hid their faces

from me.

Whatever they were talking about, | couldn't hear them. They spoke in hushed whispers that even my

heightened sense of sound could not catch.

| had begun to give up when one of the men shouted harshly.

"No! We do this my way!"

| perked up. The voice sounded familiar. The sman placed a hand on his hood and pulled it off. | almost

gasped when | saw it was King Pison.

| held myself together. The other figures didn't reveal their identity.

It finally looked like their meeting was about to cto an end. | quickly slipped out and hurried into the

shadows, going back the way | came.