Alpha's Abandoned Daughter is the Secret Heiress novel Chapter 160

Chapter 160: I Like You

Chapter 160: I Like You

(Theodore’s POV)

The air in the office was stagnant, heavy with the scent of unresolved problems. Marcus stood before my desk, his expression grim and his posture rigid.

“Alpha,” Marcus reported, his voice low. “I have already arranged for the trackers to investigate the situation. We are combing the city.”

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I leaned back in my chair, my fingers lightly tapping a rhythm against my knee. I forced my mind to remain calm, analyzing the chessboard in my head.

“Besides my father Theron and Isla, no one else would want to ‘save‘ Ronan at a time like this,” I said coldly. “But those two are currently drowning in their own scandal. They are too busy putting out fires to make a move like this.”

I paused, narrowing my eyes as names drifted through my mind.

“So, the person who took Ronan must have other plans,” I continued. “They want to use that i***t to

check and balance me.”

Two faces appeared in my thoughts.

“The only ones with the guts and the motive are others within the family,” I said, my voice

hardening. “Like my cousin Victor, who worships violence. Or perhaps Garrett, whose thoughts are always too deep to read.”

I made my decision.

“Do not alert the enemy for now,” I ordered. “We will watch the changes quietly. Let them make the

first move.”

Marcus nodded sharply. “Understood, Alpha. I will focus the surveillance on those two suspects.”

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(Amelia’s POV)

By noon, the sun was high and bright over the capital. I had just finished my business at the auction house when my phone buzzed.

It was Theodore. We agreed to have lunch together in his office.

Even after hanging up, I could still feel the man’s anticipation through the connection. Our daily

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“treatment time” had clearly become the most relaxing moment of his day.

I smiled, placing the phone on the center console. Beside me in the passenger seat, Natasha picked it up immediately.

Her fingers flew across the screen.

“What are you typing?” I asked, glancing at her.

“I’m texting Damien,” Natasha said, grinning. “I’m using your tone. I told him this number is a private line you made just for him, specifically to avoid ‘that annoying guy Theodore‘.”

She hit send with a flourish and handed the phone back to me.

“Don’t worry, Amelia,” she said, lifting her chin proudly. “I will take over handling that self–righteous Ex–mate of yours. I’ll make sure he doesn’t come to harass you again.”

I laughed, shaking my head. “I am happy to have the peace and quiet.”

A few seconds later, Natasha’s own phone vibrated on her lap. She picked it up and burst into giggles.

“He took the bait,” she said, showing me a screen full of affectionate text messages from Damien.

She made a peace sign with her fingers, her golden eyes sparkling. “I promise, he won’t have a chance to appear in front of you.”

After dropping Natasha off at her home, I drove alone to the Crimson Moon Pack headquarters. The skyscraper towered over the city, a symbol of the supreme power in the Northern Territories. I parked and waited in the grand lobby.

I hadn’t been waiting long when the elevator doors slid open. Marcus walked out, his tall figure

moving with purpose.

Usually, the Beta was stern and unsmiling. But today, he showed me great respect as he guided me toward the exclusive Alpha elevator.

Once the doors closed, isolating us from the lobby, Marcus reached into his pocket. He handed me a black card with gold trim.

“Luna,” he said formally. “Alpha ordered me to give this authority card to you.”

I took it. The material was cool and heavy against my fingertips.

“In the future, you can swipe this card to go directly upstairs,” Marcus explained. “You do not need to make an appointment through the front desk.”

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I looked at the card, feeling the weight of it. I knew this wasn’t just a piece of plastic. It was a symbol of the privilege Theodore was granting me within the Pack, second only to himself.

The elevator chimed softly as it reached the top floor. The doors slid open, revealing the spacious

office.

Theodore was sitting in front of the massive floor–to–ceiling windows. A laptop rested on his lap, and his expression was focused as he reviewed documents.

The afternoon sunlight poured through the gl

The afternoon sunlight poured through the glass, bathing him in a warm glow. It outlined his side profile, making him look as perfect as a Greek sculpture.

My gaze traveled down from his broad, powerful shoulders. It landed on his legs, motionless in the

wheelchair.

A sudden wave of sourness rose in my heart. Even though this powerful Alpha held a high position, in this moment, he looked incredibly lonely.

I hesitated, wondering if I should disturb him. But his senses were sharp.

Theodore sensed my presence and looked up abruptly.

When he saw it was me, the cold, hard lines of his face instantly softened. He revealed a smile that was completely defenseless, pure, and gentle.

Looking at that warm smile, a memory flashed through my mind. I remembered Natasha telling me that while Theodore looked cold on the outside, he was extremely emotional on the inside.

That was why he had been hurt so badly by the betrayal of his relatives.

At that moment, I felt my heart being hit by something soft. I watched him manipulate the wheelchair, gliding toward me.

The impulse to comfort this injured, lone wolf rushed out of my mouth before I could stop it.

“Theodore, I love you.”

The air seemed to freeze for a second.

Theodore was stunned. His golden eyes widened slightly, as if he couldn’t believe his ears.

He scrutinized my expression carefully. After confirming I wasn’t joking, he recovered his usual

humor.

The corners of his mouth turned up. “Are you just now liking me? Was I in unrequited love before

this?”

I didn’t retreat because of his teasing. I looked straight into his eyes, my gaze frank and open.

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“I just want you to understand at all times,” I said softly, “I really like you. It is not just because of the

Mate bond.”

The smile in Theodore’s eyes deepened.

“I like hearing that, Amelia,” he said, his voice low and magnetic. “I hope you can say it a few more

times.”

Deep in my consciousness, my wolf, Ava, rolled over in excitement. She let out a happy whimper, clearly incredibly satisfied that I had finally expressed my feelings honestly,

We sat down at the small dining table near his desk. Theodore had prepared an exquisite lunch- tender venison steaks and truffle pasta.

I cut a small piece of the venison and put it in my mouth. The rich flavor exploded on my tongue. “Those words of confession need the right atmosphere,” I explained, pointing my fork at him. “The sunlight was just right, and your smile looked good. So, I couldn’t help but say it.”

Theodore laughed gracefully raising his wine glass.

“Only love and food cannot be disappointed,” he responded.

As we ate, Theodore asked about the auction house. I put down my knife and fork, a cunning light

flashing in my eyes.

I told him in detail how I had set a trap for Ethan, I explained how I drove him into despair and induced him to provoke the violent Victor.

“This is called killing with a borrowed knife,” I summarized. “Let Ethan and that mad dog Victor bite each other. We just have to watch the show.”

Theodore nodded appreciatively. “A very smart strategy,”

I took a sip of water, my expression turning serious. “What about Ronan? Have you found him?”

Theodore wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin. His tone became flat and cold.

“Someone beat me to it,” he said. “They took Ronan away.”

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