Alpha's Abandoned Daughter is the Secret Heiress novel Chapter 157

Chapter 157: The Shadow Apothecary Is Her

Chapter 157: The Shadow Apothecary Is Her

(Author’s POV)

“Two million.”

Amelia’s voice rang out through the speakers, calm and indifferent.

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In “The Horse Suite,” Victor leaped off the sofa as if he had been stung. His face flushed a deep, angry red.

As the son of Magnus Crimson, he had status, but his father kept a tight leash on the family finances. His monthly allowance was strictly capped at five million dollars. Usually, he would never spend more than two million on a woman. It was his hard limit.

But Amelia opened the bidding right at his limit. To him, she was a lunatic.

The auctioneer began the count. Victor couldn’t stand the thought of losing to a woman he considered a “rejected outcast.” His pride as an Alpha wouldn’t allow it.

“Two million, one hundred thousand!” Victor shouted through gritted teeth.

Amelia didn’t even pause to breathe.

“Two million, five hundred thousand.”

Her voice carried a light, mocking laugh. “Alpha Victor, are you counting pennies? If you don’t have the money, don’t come out here and embarrass yourself.”

Victor’s wolf roared in his head. His ego was being shredded in front of the entire elite circle of the capital.

“Two million, eight hundred thousand!” he bellowed.

“Three million,” Amelia countered instantly.

Victor felt like his heart was bleeding. Three million was a massive chunk of his liquidity. But he couldn’t back down now. Everyone was watching.

He squeezed his eyes shut and shouted the number that made his wallet ache.

“Three million, five hundred thousand!”

***

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Beside him, the woman’s eyes darted nervously. The hope that had sparked in her chest was turning into anxiety. She feared Amelia was just driving up the price to prank Victor. If Amelia stopped now, the woman’s fate was sealed.

As if confirming her fears, silence fell over the “Rat Suite.”

Victor exhaled sharply, leaning back against the leather sofa. A smug grin spread across his face. He thought Amelia had finally run out of funds.

“Three million, five hundred thousand, going twice,” the auctioneer chanted.

In the “Rat Suite,” Amelia turned her head. She looked at Natasha, whose eyes were wide with tension.

Amelia offered a meaningful smile. “Who said I was letting him have it?”

She pressed the talk button firmly.

“Five million.”

The entire auction hall gasped. The air seemed to be sucked out of the room. Five million for

a necklace was an absurd premium. It wasn’t worth that much.

Natasha looked at her cousin in shock. “Amelia, that’s way over market value.”

Amelia just shrugged, leaning back comfortably. “I really like the ‘Goddess’s Tear.‘ besides, spending a little extra to humiliate Victor? That is money well spent.”

***

Victor was completely silenced. He sat frozen, his mouth slightly open. He physically could not produce five million dollars in cash right now.

Humiliation burned through his veins like acid. With no money to fight back, he resorted to screaming through the glass partition.

“You stupid woman!” Victor yelled, his voice cracking. “You are just a sucker throwing money away! You think you’re smart?”

Amelia’s response came back instantly, cold and sharp as a knife.

“If you can’t afford to play, don’t play. Being broke is one thing, Victor. But being broke and loud? That is truly embarrassing.”

She didn’t stop there. She addressed the auction house owner directly over the public channel.

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“Mr. Kane,” Amelia said clearly. “I suggest you raise the threshold for the VIP suites in the future. Don’t let people who can’t even produce ten million dollars in cash sneak in. It lowers the class of your establishment.”

In the central control room, Valerius Kane watched the monitors. He saw Amelia’s composed demeanor and Victor’s purple face.

He pressed his internal microphone, his voice booming through the hall. “No problem, Miss Stone. We will seriously consider your suggestion.”

***

At that exact moment, Ethan Stone and Celine were navigating the backstage corridors. They were looking for Valerius Kane.

Ethan pushed open the door to the control room. He stopped, surprised to see Valerius speaking so respectfully to the image of Amelia on the surveillance screen.

Valerius turned, spotting them. He chuckled, gesturing to the screen. “Ah, Mr. Stone. That young lady is my money tree tonight.”

Celine was vibrating with impatience. She didn’t care about the auction. She touched her mask, hiding her ruined face.

“Brother, ask him about the doctor,” Celine urged, tugging Ethan’s sleeve. “We need to find the Shadow Apothecary.”

Ethan suppressed his confusion about Valerius’s attitude toward Amelia. He stepped

forward.

“Mr. Kane,” Ethan said seriously. “Is the mysterious pharmacist you mentioned here? Has she

arrived?”

Valerius turned back to the bank of monitors. He pointed a finger directly at the center screen, where Amelia sat bathed in the spotlight of her victory.

A mysterious smile played on Valerius’s lips.

“She has been here for a long time,” Valerius said. “The ‘Shadow Apothecary‘ you are looking for is right there. It is your own sister, Amelia Stone.”

***

Back in the auction hall, low laughter rippled from the other VIP boxes. Amelia’s comment, about raising the threshold had hit its mark. They were laughing at Victor.

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The sound was like a whip lashing against Victor’s pride.

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He turned his head and saw the woman beside him. The corners of her mouth were slightly upturned. She was smiling.

That small smile snapped the last thread of Victor’s sanity.

He lunged forward, grabbing a handful of her hair. He yanked her head back violently.

“You think this is funny?” he hissed, his face twisted into a mask of cruelty. “Don’t think you can escape my palm.”

The woman’s eyes widened in terror. “We had a deal! You lost the bid!”

“I make the rules!” Victor shouted. “You aren’t going anywhere. You’re going to service me tonight until I say stop!”

The woman realized he never intended to keep his promise. Panic surged through her. She scrambled up, trying to run for the door.

Two massive bodyguards stepped in front of her, blocking the exit like a wall.

Victor stood up, a cruel sneer on his face. “Trying to leave? No way. Drag her back.”

***

The woman knew she was cornered. In a burst of desperate adrenaline, she dodged a bodyguard’s grasping hand and threw herself at the console on the table.

She hit the microphone button.

“Help me!” she screamed, her voice tearing through the speakers. “Someone please save me!”

Her shrill cry echoed through the massive hall. But down in the general seating and up in the private boxes, people just watched. Most of them assumed it was some twisted roleplay game by a rich heir. Nobody moved.

Victor reacted with terrifying speed. He slammed his hand down, cutting the microphone feed.

*Smack!*

He backhanded her across the face with full force. The sound of the slap was sickeningly loud in the small room.

“You b***h!” Victor roared. “You think anyone here dares to mind my business? You think

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anyone dares to save you?”

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The woman collapsed to the floor, blood trickling from her lip. She looked up, her eyes locking onto the “Rat Suite” across the void. The one–way glass reflected the lights coldly. There was no movement. No sign of a savior.

Victor had lost all interest in the auction. He was pure rage now.

“Get her out of here,” he ordered his men. “Drag her like a dead dog if you have to.”

The bodyguards grabbed her arms and hauled her up. She kicked and sobbed, but they dragged her out of the box violently.

In the “Rat Suite,” Natasha stood up abruptly. She had watched the whole struggle through the glass. Her face was pale with shock.

“Oh my Goddess!” Natasha gasped, her hands trembling. “Victor is forcibly k********g her? That girl is obviously not willing! As an Alpha, using his strength to bully a weak female… he is an absolute disgrace to werewolves!”

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