Alpha's Abandoned Daughter is the Secret Heiress novel Chapter 205

Chapter 205: No Wonder Ha’s Always Number Two

Chapter 205. No Wonder He’s Always Number Two

(Amelia’s POV)

“Griffin plans to use deepfake technology,” Silas said, his voice tense. “He wants to swap your face onto the woman in the video with Carlos Drake and release it online.”

My blood ran gold, but then a wave of pure revulsion hit me.

*“That Griffin is disgusting“* Ava growled in my mind, her hackles raised. *“He actually wants to pair you with that perverted old man.“*

I soothed Ava’s anger, a cold sneer curling my lips,

“He really is desperate,” I said into the phone. “Using such dirty tricks is exactly why he is always number two,”

I walked to the window, looking down at the city.

“He will always be an ‘Eternal Beta‘ in this circle,” I mocked, “Forever suppressed by Theodore’s Alpha aura.”

Silas cleared his throat. “Should we release the footage of Carlos abusing protected animals as a counterattack?”

“No,” I rejected immediately.

“Carlos is already in prison for human trafficking,” I explained. “Animal abuse is just a slap on the wrist compared to that.”

A dark idea formed in my mind.

“Since Griffin likes face–swapping so much,” I said, my voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. “Use the Al to swap the mistress’s face in that video with Griffin Drake’s face.”

“Miss Stone?” Silas sounded confused.

“You heard me,” I said, a ruthless humor coloring my tone. “Since they are family, let them ‘keep it in the family‘ in the video.”

There was a stunned silence on the other end, followed by a choked cough. Silas knew this strike would be fatal,

I hung up the phone, my mood instantly lifting.

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The thought of Griffin Drake seeing himself intimately entangled with his uncle Carlos on the trending search was delightful.

I returned to my desk just as my secretary, Anya, led Skylar in.

I slid the prepared contract across the table.

Skylar didn’t even read the fine print. She picked up the pen and signed her name with a flourish, her trust in me absolute.

“About a manager,” Anya said hesitantly. “Katya resigned, and the other senior agents… well, they aren’t willing to take on a rookie right now.”

I glanced at the office door. I could feel the resistance from the old staff toward their new

boss.

“It doesn’t matter,” I said decisively. “I will be her manager.”

Skylar’s eyes widened.

I looked straight into her eyes.

“I have just taken over Starlight, and my footing isn’t stable yet,” I told her sternly. “But you must succeed.”

I leaned forward.

“You need to stand firm in this cruel industry,” I said. “That is the only way to ensure bastards like Derek Crimson can never bully you again.”

Skylar straightened her spine, her expression hardening with resolve.

“I won’t let you down, Amelia,” she promised.

“Good,” I nodded. “Have you read the new healing diary by the author ‘Lily‘?”

“Yes!” Skylar exclaimed. “I’m a huge fan.”

“If that diary is adapted into a TV series,” I said calmly. “I will make you the female lead.”

Skylar gasped, covering her mouth with her hands in shock.

Under my steady gaze, she lowered her hands and nodded fiercely, swearing to give it her all.

(Theodore’s POV)

At noon, Amelia’s car pulled up to the Crimson Group headquarters.

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As soon as she pushed open the office door, I wheeled myself forward to meet her.

Inside me, Logan paced excitedly.

He let out a low growl of desire in my throat, desperate to be close to his mate. He wanted to greedily inhale the soothing scent of rain and wildflowers that clung to her.

Amelia sat on the sofa without ceremony.

She began unpacking the lunch she had ordered. It was a feast of pan–seared scallops and Venison Wellington.

It was all meat, perfectly suited for a wolf’s appetite.

Just as we were about to eat, my phone buzzed on the table.

The screen flashed with the name “Victor Crimson.”

I glanced at it but didn’t move. I let it ring, having no intention of answering.

Amelia sliced through the tender venison pastry. “Who is it?”

“Victor,” I said.

She raised an eyebrow, her sapphire eyes sharp. “You caught Vivian Crimson, didn’t you?”

“Yes,” I confirmed.

“Good,” Amelia said, stabbing a piece of meat. “Eat first. Ignore the pests.”

After lunch, Amelia prepared to treat the nerve damage in my legs.

I watched her quietly as she opened her medical kit.

She pulled out a row of needles that shimmered with a soft, warm light. They were pure gold.

A surge of warmth flooded my chest.

Silver was toxic to our kind; it burned the skin and halted healing. She had chosen gold specifically for me.

This deep understanding of my constitution made Logan squint his eyes in pure comfort.

The phone rang again.

It was Victor.

This time, I didn’t ignore him. I pressed the answer button and switched it to speaker.

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“Theodore,” Victor’s voice came through, strained with suppressed rage. “Do you have any

news about Vivian?”

He took a jagged breath.

“She went back to the pack house yesterday and hasn’t been seen since,” he added.

I leaned back in my wheelchair, comfortable and relaxed.

My gaze never left Amelia. I watched her focused profile as she carefully positioned a gold

needle.

“I don’t know,” I replied slowly, my tone careless. “Maybe she left the pack house and got drunk at some club? Probably just slept through the morning.”

“We checked everywhere she usually goes,” Victor snapped. “Her phone is off.”

I let out a soft chuckle.

“You should ask her girlfriends then,” I suggested. “Why ask me?”

I heard the sound of teeth grinding on the other end.

“I just thought,” Victor hissed, “that my cousin is so well–connected. Perhaps you knew something.”

My fingers tapped lightly against the armrest of

my

wheelchair.

“I really don’t have any clues about Vivian,” I said, my voice dropping to a meaningful pitch. “But I can keep an eye out.”

I paused, a cold smile touching my lips.

“By the way, Ronan is missing too,” I said smoothly. “Do you have any news of him?”

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