Alpha's Abandoned Daughter is the Secret Heiress novel Chapter 158

Chapter 158: Shadow Apothecary

Chapter 158: Shadow Apothecary

(Amelia’s POV)

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Natasha blinked her large, expressive golden eyes at me. She leaned in close, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.

“Amelia, are we going to save that girl?”

She looked at me with pure expectation. Natasha knew my personality. She knew I didn’t tolerate bullies, especially men who used their strength to hurt women. She clearly thought I was about to storm down there and teach Victor a lesson he would never forget.

I simply shook my head.

“No,” I said calmly. “I’m not getting involved.”

Natasha’s jaw dropped. She looked at me like I had grown a second head. “What? But… he’s dragging her away!”

A small, meaningful smile curled the corners of my lips. Inside my mind, my wolf, Ava, was pacing restlessly, growling at Victor’s scent.

*Patience, Ava,* I soothed her. *We don’t need to dirty our claws tonight.*

“I don’t need to do it myself,” I explained to Natasha, my voice flat and even. “Because I’m going to make Ethan do it.”

Natasha looked even more confused. Her brow furrowed. “Ethan? Your brother? He hates

you. He wants to destroy you. Why would he listen to a single word you say?”

I leaned back in my chair, crossing my legs. “Just wait and watch the show.”

***

(Author’s POV)

At the same time, the atmosphere in the back office of the auction house was heavy enough to crush bone.

Valerius Kane sat behind his desk, looking at the two people standing before him. Ethan Stone looked anxious, and Celine Stone looked desperate.

“Mr. Kane,” Ethan said, his voice tight. “Is the Shadow Apothecary coming?”

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Valerius sighed. He decided to drop the bomb.

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“You have been looking for the Shadow Apothecary,” Valerius said slowly. “She has been right under your nose this whole time. It is your sister, Amelia Stone.”

The room went dead silent.

Ethan and Celine froze. They stood there like statues, struck by lightning.

“That’s… that’s a joke,” Ethan stammered, his face losing all color.

“I do not joke about business,” Valerius said coldly. “Amelia Stone is the Shadow Apothecary. She is a master of healing and poisons. The toxin in your system? The one killing you? She made it. And she is the only one in this world who knows the antidote.”

Celine felt the room spin. She grabbed the edge of the desk to steady herself. Her face… her ruined face. She had pinned all her hopes on this mysterious doctor. But it was Amelia? She had to beg the person she hated most in the world?

Ethan’s reaction was more volatile. He went from shock to red–hot anger, and then, as the reality set in, pure, icy fear.

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” Ethan shouted, slamming his hand on the desk. “You knew!”

Valerius sneered. He didn’t flinch. “Miss Stone specifically ordered me to keep it a secret. And frankly, Mr. Stone, you have no one to blame but yourself.”

Valerius stood up, looking down at Ethan with pity. “You had a genius in your family. You had the Shadow Apothecary, a figure the entire werewolf world is desperate to court. And what did you do? You treated her like trash. You drove her away for a fake.” He glanced at Celine.

“If

you hadn’t been so blind, the Stone family would be the most powerful pack in the region right now,” Valerius added, twisting the knife.

Ethan staggered back. His psychological defenses shattered. The shadow of death loomed over him. He remembered the pain in his chest, the black veins. Amelia held his life in her

hands.

Regret washed over him. Not because he loved his sister, but because he had thrown away a winning lottery ticket.

“If you want to live,” Valerius said, sitting back down, “I suggest you go and beg her. Right

now.”

He looked at Celine and shrugged. “As for you… good luck.”

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Ethan walked out of the office like a zombie. He stopped in the hallway, his hands trembling. He turned to Celine.

“Go back to the Pack House,” Ethan said hoarsely. “I have things to handle here.”

Celine’s eyes flashed with venom. She knew exactly what he was going to do. He was going to kneel before Amelia.

“Okay, Ethan,” she said, putting on her mask of the obedient sister. “I’ll go. I will find another doctor. We don’t need her.”

Ethan nodded weakly. He didn’t believe her. He watched her leave, then turned his body toward the VIP suites. He took a deep breath, like a man walking to the gallows, and started walking.

Celine didn’t go home. She found a dark, secluded corner in the hallway and pulled out her phone. She dialed an encrypted number.

“It’s me,” she hissed, her voice unrecognizable with rage. “That bitch… Amelia poisoned me! My face is ruined!”

“Calm down,” a distorted voice answered.

“Don’t tell me to calm down!” Celine roared, her mask completely gone. “Fix it! Find a cure! If my face stays like this, I’m useless to you. And you won’t get another penny from the Stone family fortune!”

She paused, her eyes gleaming with murderous intent.

“And I want another job done,” she whispered. “Find a professional. Someone with blood on

their hands. I want Amelia dead.”

“The timing is bad,” the voice warned. “Too many eyes are on her.”

“I don’t care!” Celine screamed into the phone. “I want her dead! And make sure it doesn’t trace back to me. If I can’t be beautiful, she goes to hell.”

She hung up and looked back toward the auction hall. Her eyes were full of madness.

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(Amelia’s POV)

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door of the ‘Rat Suite‘.

The door opened, and Ethan walked in. He looked terrible. His shoulders were slumped, and

his face was pale. He looked like a man who had lost his soul.

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“Amelia,” he said, his voice weak. “Can we talk?”

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I raised an eyebrow, looking past him. “Where is Celine? She didn’t come to hold your hand?”

Ethan flinched. He closed the door behind him.

“You know why,” I said, a smirk playing on my lips. “Because what you have to say isn’t suitable for her delicate ears.”

Ethan didn’t argue. He stood there, swallowing his pride, accepting my mockery. He had no choice.

I leaned back comfortably. “I can talk. But I’m not in a good mood.”

I pointed a finger toward the door.

“Victor Crimson just dragged a pretty she–wolf out of here,” I said casually. “I liked her. I was planning to sign her to Starlight Entertainment.”

Ethan looked up, confusion in his eyes.

“Go save her,” I ordered. “Bring her back here safely. Then, maybe I will listen to you.”

Ethan’s face tightened. He understood instantly. This was a borrowed blade. I was using him to fight Victor. I was forcing him to offend the Crimson family to please me. No matter who won, I would benefit.

“Amelia,” he started, his voice trembling. “Victor is crazy. If I interfere…”

“The poison in your chest is spreading, Ethan,” I interrupted coldly. “You felt it earlier, didn’t you? The cold? The tightness?”

Ethan went silent. He looked at me with a mixture of hatred and fear. He realized he had absolutely no leverage. He was a dying man, and I was the only cure.

He gritted his teeth so hard I could hear them grind. Without another word, he turned around and sprinted out of the suite.

Natasha stared at the empty doorway, her mouth hanging open. She jumped up from her chair.

“Oh my god,” she gasped. “Amelia, you are terrifying! He actually went? Ethan hates you! He wanted to kill you yesterday, and now he is your errand boy?”

She looked at me, her eyes wide. Gears were turning in her head. She remembered the auction, Valerius’s respect, and Ethan’s desperation.

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“Wait…” Natasha whispered. “Valerius… what did he tell him?”

She gasped, covering her mouth. “The Shadow Apothecary… it’s you, isn’t it?!”

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