Alpha's Abandoned Daughter is the Secret Heiress novel Chapter 213

Chapter 213: Griffin’s Public Humiliation

Chapter 213: Griffin’s Public Humiliation

(Griffin’s POV)

The VIP box at the Night City Club had fallen into a deathly silence.

The only sound was the rhythmic, breathless panting echoing from the massive screen on the wall

I stared at the display, my eyes nearly popping out of my skull. The leading man‘ in the video had hazy eyes and a flushed face. The low moans spilling from his lips were sexy and terrifyingly

familiar,

It wasn’t just my face. Every ripple of muscle on his back, even the small mole on the side of his neck, was identical to mine.

A wave of dizziness hit me. My wolf roared in my mind, a sound of confused fury.

Why?

Why was I the one entangled with my uncle Carlos? It was supposed to be Amelia Stone on that

screen!

My first thought was betrayal. Alpha Arthur York must have double–crossed me.

But I quickly dismissed it. That old fox wouldn’t dare. He didn’t have the guts to play me like this.

The vulgar sounds continued to assault my eardrums.

I glanced around the room. Lucas Lloyd and the other lackeys didn’t dare to speak. But I saw their Adam’s apples bobbing violently. Their eyes were wide, filled with a mix of shock and a wretched, perverted excitement.

Shame washed over me, followed instantly by a volcanic rage.

I sprang from the sofa like a wounded beast.

“Turn it off!” I roared, my voice cracking. “Turn it off right now! If anyone dares to look again, I will

gouge your eyes out!”

The men trembled in terror. They scrambled to hide their phones, though I knew the image of this scandal was already burned into their retinas.

In the corner, Jade lowered her head. Her shoulders shook slightly. She looked like she was holding

back intense emotion.

I didn’t have time to deal with her yet.

“Get out!” I bellowed again, kicking the table. “Everyone get the hell out!*

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Lucas and the others looked like they had been granted amnesty. They stumbled over each other in their haste to flee the room.

Jade stood up, trying to slip out amidst the chaos.

“Stop,” I barked. “Jade, stay right there.”

She froze.

“Call your father,” I ordered, my voice trembling with suppressed violence. “Now.”

She pulled out her phone and dialed. As soon as the call connected, I snatched the device from her

hand.

“Arthur!” I screamed into the receiver. “What the hell is going on? Explain this to me!”

Arthur’s voice on the other end was frantic. “Mr. Drake! Please, listen! Our technical team was hit

by a counter–attack. A top–tier hacker infiltrated the system.”

“A hacker?” I spat.

“Yes! They reversed the data stream,” Arthur stammered. “They forcibly altered the metadata and

bound your identity markers to the deep–fake algorithm. We can’t stop the upload!”

I gripped the phone so hard the screen began to c***k.

“I don’t care how you do it,” I hissed. “Remove those trending topics immediately. If you don’t, I will wipe Gale Entertainment off the map. There will be blood.”

(Jade’s POV)

Griffin hung up the phone and tossed it onto the sofa. His chest heaved. His eyes were dark and

murderous as he turned to look at me.

I quickly adjusted my expression. I looked up at him with wide, tear–filled eyes, feigning deep injury

and confusion.

Griffin took a deep breath, forcing down his urge to kill.

“It’s fake,” he said, his voice dry and strained. “Jade, you have to believe me. The vic

malicious fabrication. My uncle and I are innocent.”

I covered my mouth, acting shocked. “Who? Who would have the power to scheme against the

Drake family like this?”

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Griffin ground his teeth. “The original video… it was Carlos with one of his mistresses.”

He paced back and forth, unable to keep the truth to himself in his agitation.

“I intended to use Al technology to swap that woman’s face with Amelia’s,” he admitted, his voice dripping with venom. “I wanted to ruin her. But someone anticipated my move and swapped my

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face in instead.”

I let out a long breath, patting my chest as if a great weight had been lifted.

“Oh, thank the Moon Goddess,” I said. “As long as it isn’t real. I was so scared.

Griffin seemed to relax slightly at my acceptance. He stepped closer, reachi his arms. He clearly wanted to prove his s****l orientation was normal.

I stiffened instantly. I took a sharp step back.

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all me into

“Griffin, no,” I said, putting on a mask of firm virtue. am a traditional woman. My mother taught

me well.”

I looked him in the eye. “I must save myself for our wedding night. We can only be intimate after the formal Marking Ceremony.”

Griffin’s face twitched with annoyance. He wasn’t really in the mood anyway. He waved his hand

dismissively.

“Fine,” he muttered. “Just go. Leave me alone.”

I didn’t wait for him to change his mind. I turned and walked out of the box.

As soon as the heavy door clicked shut behind me, a loud crash echoed from inside. It sounded like the glass coffee table being kicked over, followed by Griffin’s beastly roar of frustration.

“Amelia! I will kill you!”

I walked briskly to the elevator. I kept my head down until I reached the parking garage and slid into the driver’s seat of my sports car.

Only then did I let it out.

“Hahahaha!”

I laughed until tears streamed down my face. The sound was filled with the pure vindication of revenge. Seeing Griffin Drake reduced to a laughingstock was the best feeling in

He deserved it. He deserved every bit of it.

I reached into my clutch and pulled out a slim, silver device. A micro–recorder.

I pressed the playback button. Griffin’s voice filled the car, clear as day.

*“The original video… it was Carlos with one of his mistresses. I intended to use Al technology to swap that woman’s face with Amelia’s…“*

Got him.

Added to the library

He had admitted to the conspiracy and the Al tampering with his own mouth. I knew he would try

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to spin the narrative tomorrow, claiming he was a victim. This recording would nail his coffin shut.

Without hesitation, I opened my encrypted messaging app and sent the file to Amelia.

(Author’s POV)

The Elite Werewolf Social Group had been quiet for a long time. Then, a mes

Crimson broke the dam.

Natasha

[Natasha: Wow. Just… wow. I knew the Drake family was close, but I didn’t know they were *that*

close.]

The group chat exploded.

The Alphas who had previously been sucking up to Griffin went completely silent. In the werewolf world, where bloodlines and tradition were paramount, i****t was the ultimate taboo. It was a stain that could never be washed away.

Meanwhile, on social media, the comment sections were completely out of control. Amelia’s counterattack had been precise and devastatingly humiliating.

[To be honest, watching Alpha Griffin and his uncle’s ‘bed scene‘ is way more exciting than some boring gossip about Amelia!]

[Although the key parts are mosaic–ed out, I have to admit, as an Alpha, Griffin’s body is definitely better than his fat second uncle’s.]

[Is this a new way for the Drake family to keep their bloodline pure? That is just too hardcore!]

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