As an Alpha, Cline's eyes radiated a coldness mixed with the unique oppressiveness of the wolf pack.
That intangible force seemed to penetrate Luana's body, making it increasingly difficult for her to breathe.
The surrounding air appeared to become heavy and oppressive due to his aura.
Travis, witnessing this, was now certain that Cline was deliberately making things difficult for Luana.
Yet, he couldn't fathom why Cline would target Luana in such a way.
Did they have some unknown past?
Did they know each other before?
Hearing the words "pour on your knees," Luana's face was filled with shock and disbelief.
'Pour wine while kneeling?' Although she had been his lover, she was by no means a humble servant to be commanded at his whim.
Luana straightened her body once more, her eyes showing a hint of stubbornness and anger as she addressed Cline, "Mr. Moriarty, I don't know where I've offended you. If you find my presence bothersome, I will leave now and won't disturb you anymore."
With that, she slammed the wine bottle on the table, grabbed her bag, and turned to leave the place that made her feel so humiliated, without a moment's hesitation.
However, Travis quickly grabbed her arm, his smile disappearing in an instant, replaced by a gloomy and annoyed expression.
He spoke in a low voice, "Don't be so unreasonable. Even if Mr. Moriarty doesn't like you, you can't afford to offend him at this moment."
His mind was solely focused on the western land project.
He knew that if Luana angered Cline and caused him to lose the project, all his previous efforts would go to waste.
Initially, he patiently coaxed Luana with kind words.
But when he saw her determination to leave, his eyes suddenly turned ice-cold, revealing a hint of fierceness.
He leaned close to Luana, lowering his voice to a threatening whisper that only they could hear, "Don't forget about your best friend."
Upon hearing this, Luana's body stiffened.
Her impulse to leave vanished, and she immediately calmed down.
She knew she had wanted to use Cline's deliberate provocation as an opportunity to escape this suffocating place.
However, she didn't expect Travis to be so insistent on making her please Cline for his project, even threatening her with Clarissa's safety.
This made Luana extremely frustrated, yet there was nothing she could do.
To avoid involving Clarissa, she swallowed her humiliation and anger, turned around slowly, picked up the wine glass again, and knelt before Cline.
The moment she knelt, Naomi's face immediately bloomed with the most triumphant smile, filled with gloating.
Gehrmann, on the other hand, frowned, seemingly unable to bear witnessing this scene.
He was well aware of Cline's ruthlessness and strength as an Alpha, and although he felt compassion for Luana's humiliation, he dared not intervene recklessly.
The fleeting look of pain on Travis's face disappeared instantly, replaced by an indifferent expression.
The others were all watching with an air of anticipation, their eyes filled with mockery and ridicule.
Only Cline remained leaning against the sofa, calm and composed, like a king holding the power of life and death.
He looked down on the kneeling Luana with the dignity of an Alpha, making him appear even more cold and heartless at this moment.
There was not a trace of pity or sympathy in his eyes. His restrained aura seemed to silently declare his dominant position.
Unconsciously, Luana's mind conjured memories of the hundreds of sweet moments she had spent with Cline.
But now, recalling those times, she suddenly felt they were so worthless.
She had thought she could leave gracefully and bid farewell to her past, but she never expected to have to let go of her dignity and please the man who had once hurt her.
Perhaps this was the helplessness brought about by the vast difference in status.
She had been his lover for five years, and in his eyes, she was probably just a plaything to be trampled on at will, destined to be crushed under his feet, with no dignity to speak of.
Fortunately, she knew her life was almost over, with only a few months left.
She comforted herself in her heart, 'Endure it, and soon all of this will be over.'
Thinking this, Luana's heart gradually became calm.
She knelt and slowly finished pouring the wine, then held the glass with both hands and presented it to Cline.
Cline leisurely extended his slender fingers and took the glass.
Just as Luana thought he would drink it directly, he suddenly, without warning, raised the glass and began to pour the wine over Luana's head deliberately.