Alpha's Abandoned Daughter is the Secret Heiress novel Chapter 216

Chapter 216: Never Forgive!

Chapter 216: Never Forgive!

(Amelia’s POV)

I sat in the driver’s seat, my hands gripping the leather steering wheel until my knuckles turned

white.

Through the windshield, I stared coldly at the figure blocking my path.

Caleb stood there, looking like a kicked puppy, but I felt nothing but ice in my veins.

Ava paced restlessly in the back of my mind, a low growl vibrating through my chest.

*Run him over,* she hissed, her sapphire eyes flashing with disgust. *Tear the hypocrite apart.*

I didn’t roll the window down all the way.

Instead, I slammed my foot on the gas pedal while in neutral.

The engine roared to life, a beastly snarl that made Caleb flinch violently.

The car lunged forward an inch, just enough to make him stumble back.

I lowered the glass a c***k, my voice cutting through the morning air like a silver blade.

“You have three seconds to move, Caleb,” I said, my tone flat and devoid of emotion. “I’d hate to

dent my bumper on something as worthless as you, but I’m in a hurry.”

Caleb’s face drained of color.

He looked into my eyes and saw the truth.

He knew I wasn’t bluffing.

He knew that the sister he used to bully was gone, replaced by someone v.

drive right through him.

His shoulders slumped in defeat.

He scrambled backward, stumbling toward the grassy verge of the driveway.

I didn’t wait for him to regain his balance.

The moment he was clear, I released the brake.

ouldn’t hesitate to

The tires screeched against the asphalt, kicking up a cloud of dust and gravel that coated him

instantly.

I glanced at the rearview mirror as I sped away.

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Caleb was crouching by the roadside, his head buried in his hands, looking small and pathetic.

A twisted sense of satisfaction curled in my gut.

It felt good.

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I merged onto the highway, the city skyline rising in the distance.

A cold smirk played on my lips.

*He reeks of greed,* Ava sneered in my head, her voice dripping with disdain. *It’s nauseating.*

“Agreed,” I murmured aloud.

I didn’t need to overanalyze his motives.

I didn’t need to consider family honor or the reputation of the Stone River Pack.

Those were useless hypotheticals for people who actually cared.

The truth was simple.

Caleb wasn’t broken because he missed his sister.

He wasn’t crying because he felt remorse for almost killing me.

He was crying because he had lost his punching bag.

He was crying because the ATM he had relied on for years had finally shut down.

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*Look at him, I thought, gripping the wheel tighter. It’s not guilt. It’s the panic of a parasite realizing its host has finally cut it off.*

They wanted forgiveness?

They wanted me to wash away their sins with a smile?

They didn’t deserve a single drop of mercy.

Their regret was too late, and it was entirely worthless.

***

I arrived at Starlight Entertainment and took the private elevator to the top floor.

The office was quiet, bathed in the cool light of the morning sun.

I sat at my desk and opened my laptop.

I logged into the social media monitoring tools.

The trending topics were ablaze.

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Right at the top was a hashtag that made my stomach turn: #ForgiveCaleb.

I clicked on it.

Thousands of posts flooded the screen.

Caleb’s fans were relentless.

They had dug deep.

They had found out about my background as the true–born daughter of the Stone family.

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They had even found clips of my piano performance from the Welcome Gala, praising my “hidden

talent.”

But they weren’t celebrating me.

They were using it to guilt–trip me.

“He’s your brother!” one user wrote. “Let him protect you.”

“This is the bond of family,” another posted. “Don’t throw it away over a mistake.”

“Family is everything,” a third commented. “Forgiveness is divine.”

It was a tidal wave of sanctimonious garbage.

They were trying to morally kidnap me, forcing me into the role of the benevolent saint.

I felt bile rise in my throat.

It was suffocating.

It was disgusting.

***

A knock on the door broke my concentration.

“Come in,” I called out, closing the browser tab.

Anya, Ethan’s former secretary who was now reporting to me, stepped inside.

She looked nervous, clutching a stack of files to her chest.

“Miss Stone,” she said softly. “I have the reports on the resigning staff. The transition is… difficult.”

“Don’t worry about it,” I said, leaning back in my chair. “I have a new team coming in next week. Just hold the fort until then.”

Anya nodded, but she didn’t leave.

She shifted her weight from one foot to the other.

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“Is there something else?” I asked.

“It’s… the news,” she stammered. “The trending topic about Caleb.”

I raised an eyebrow.

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“I think… maybe you should consider it,” she said tentatively. “If you forgive him publicly, we could use the buzz. It would be great PR for Starlight to show unity. It might help us get through this

crisis.”

I stared at her for a moment.

Then, I threw my head back and laughed.

The sound was sharp and devoid of humor.

Anya flinched.

“Forgive him?” I asked, wiping a tear of mirth from my eye. “Anya, you’re looking at this all wrong.”

I stood up and walked to the window, looking down at the city.

“Anger is the best engagement tool,” I said coldly. “Why would I share the spotlight with someone who tried to bury me?”

***

Anya left the office, looking bewildered.

I sat back down and pulled out my phone.

I didn’t need a PR team for this.

I created a new verified account: **Alpha Amelia**

I scrolled through the feed until I found the most popular tweet calling for

It was a sappy post about how siblings should always support each other.

I hit the quote–retweet button.

onciliation.

I attached a photo I had just taken–me, sitting in the CEO’s chair, throwing my head back in

unbridled laughter.

My fingers flew across the keyboard.

“Sorry, I don’t carry dead weight anymore. My back feels great, thanks for asking. New single dropping at midnight. #Solo #NotYourSister”

I hit post.

I watched the progress bar fill up.

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Sent.

I leaned back and waited for the explosion.

***

By noon, the internet had melted down.

My notification feed was a blur of activity.

My “villainous” attitude had shattered the fragile image the fans had built for me.

I wasn’t the weeping, forgiving sister they wanted.

I was the Alpha who didn’t give a damn.

The comments section transformed instantly.

The “love and light” crowd turned into a mob.

“Ungrateful b***h!” one user screamed in all caps.

“Celine would never act like this,” another wrote. “She has class. You’re just trash.”

“He offered you an olive branch!” someone else raged. “And you snapped it in half!”

“You don’t deserve a brother like Caleb!”

I watched the follower count on my new account skyrocket.

Ten thousand. Fifty thousand. One hundred thousand.

The hate was fueling the algorithm.

Every insult was boosting my visibility.

I wasn’t angry.

I was delighted.

I found the nastiest comment, a long diatribe about how I would die alone and unloved.

I clicked ‘Pin‘.

Then, I typed a single reply.

Kiss.

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