Alpha's Abandoned Daughter is the Secret Heiress novel Chapter 219

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Chapter 219: I Am His Army

Chapter 219: I Am His Army

(Amelia’s POV)

I stepped into the secluded pavilion, and a suffocating heaviness immediately hit me.

Before me lay Vivian, hogtied with rope laced with silver wire that dug cruelly into her skin.

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The arrogant she–wolf was reduced to a bundle on the floor, a dirty rag stuffed in her mouth stifling her angry, muffled whimpers.

Next to her, Ronan was a trembling mess, kneeling before Theodore’s wheelchair.

He kept his head bowed low, exposing the fragile back of his neck in the ultimate display of submission in our world.

My heels clicked rhythmically against the stone floor as I approached.

Theodore turned his wheelchair at the sound.

His golden eyes, usually sharp and cold, softened instantly upon seeing me, like the calm eye within a raging storm.

“Lia, you’re here,” he called out softly, a smile touching his lips.

Inside my mind, Ava rolled over in excitement, clearly satisfied with the sight of these villains finally facing punishment.

I placed my black medical kit on the stone table and leaned casually against a pillar.

Reaching into the food container in front of Theodore, I plucked a pastry and popped it into my mouth.

The sweetness spread on my tongue as I chewed, analyzing the situation.

“Victor is stalling,” I said, pointing out the core of the issue.

“He left Vivian here on purpose to force your hand, didn’t he?”

The smile in Theodore’s eyes deepened as he looked at me.

He nodded, his tone light but carrying an underlying chill.

“Exactly, he wants to test my cards with this setup.

He glanced down at Vivian, who was still struggling futilely against her bonds.

“But the current situation serves perfectly to teach that i***t Victor a lesson.”

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He made a sharp gesture to Marcus standing beside him.

Marcus stepped forward with a blank expression and yanked the dirty rag from Vivian’s mouth.

Vivian coughed violently, gasping for air as she regained her ability to speak.

She immediately lifted her head, her bloodshot eyes glaring daggers at Theodore.

“Theodore!” she screamed, her voice shrill.

“If you dare touch me, Father and Victor will never let you go!”

She spat on the ground in defiance.

“They’ll piss on your slut mother’s grave and scatter her ashes to the wind!”

Theodore’s expression remained indifferent, as if he were watching a rabid dog barking behind a

fence.

He frowned with visible disgust.

“Keep her quiet,” he ordered. “Don’t disturb Amelia.”

Marcus didn’t hesitate.

He grabbed Vivian and delivered a brutal slap across her face.

Vivian’s eyes went wide with disbelief as her head snapped to the side.

“You’re just Theodore’s lapdog,” she cursed, spitting blood. “You dare hit me?”

I didn’t let her finish her tirade.

I moved quickly, crossing the distance to stand right in front of her.

My hand shot out, fingers clamping around her jaw with crushing force to make her look at me.

“Watch out, Vivian,” I said, my voice low and dangerous.

“Male dogs might just bite, but the b***h of this pack? She kills.”

Vivian froze, clearly rattled by the terrifying aura radiating from me.

She quickly switched tactics, trying to use moral blackmail against Theodore.

“Ronan ran away to The Wilds on his own because he betrayed you!” she cried out desperately.

“Victor didn’t take him! Don’t pin this crime on my brother!”

Theodore didn’t say a word to her.

He simply turned his head and looked coldly at Ronan, who was still kneeling on the ground.

Ronan shuddered violently under that icy gaze.

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Survival instinct took over completely, stripping him of any remaining dignity.

He crawled forward like a boneless worm until he reached Theodore’s boots.

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He pressed his face against the leather, kissing the tips of Theodore’s shoes in a pathetic display.

“Brother, I was forced by Victor!” Ronan wailed, tears streaming down his face.

“I swear I will obey you absolutely from now on!”

He sobbed, his body shaking.

“I am just your dog! I will never dare to dream of the Alpha King position again!”

I watched him with cold detachment, a sneer forming in my heart..

It was truly pathetic.

He had the ambition of a King, but the spine of a worm.

This kind of spineless weakness made me feel physically ill.

Seeing her lie crumble instantly, Vivian stopped pretending.

She lifted her chin arrogantly, despite the red handprint swelling on her cheek.

She remained stubborn to the bitter end.

“Theodore, even if you are powerful, you don’t dare kill me,” she taunted.

“You have no one behind you!”

She laughed harshly, her voice echoing in the pavilion.

“Your mother is dead. Your father and brother want your life. Even if you die, no one will collect

your corpse!”

She sneered at him.

“But I am different!”

Her words clearly struck a nerve, and the air around us dropped in temperature.

I took a step forward, placing myself firmly between Theodore and Vivian.

I looked down at her, my shadow casting over her face.

“Are you looking for his army?” I asked, my voice clear and steady.

“I am right here.”

I turned my head to glance at Theodore, then locked my gaze back onto Vivian.

I let my Alpha power simmer beneath the surface.

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“And get one thing clear,” I said.

“I don’t need to avenge him.”

I leaned in closer, my eyes cold.

“Because I will ensure anyone who dares to touch him won’t even have bone scraps left.”

I turned back to the stone table and opened my medical kit.

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I retrieved a transparent glass vial containing two pills that glowed with a strange, unnatural color.

I walked back to Vivian and squatted down.

My movements were skilled and precise.

With one hand, I pinched her cheeks, forcing her jaw open with the strength of an iron clamp.

I tossed the pills into her mouth.

I clamped her mouth shut immediately.

My long fingers pressed against her throat, stroking downward firmly to trigger her swallow reflex.

Vivian clutched her throat, coughing and gagging in horror.

“What did you feed me?!” she roared, fear finally taking over her eyes.

I stood up slowly, dusting off my hands.

A cold smile played on my lips, like a mad scientist admiring a successful experiment.

“Oh, don’t be nervous,” I whispered softly.

“Take a guess?”

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