Alpha's Abandoned Daughter is the Secret Heiress novel Chapter 231

Chapter 231: The Meeting Officially Begins

Chapter 231: The Meeting Officially Begins

(Author’s POV)

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Griffin’s entire body radiated a suffocating low pressure. The air around him seemed to freeze

solid.

The fury of an Alpha rolled off him in waves. Arthur and Zachary beside him trembled involuntarily.

They didn’t dare look directly at Griffin’s twisted expression.

If looks could kill, this hall would have become a bloodbath already.

Griffin’s voice was ice–cold as he issued his command.

“From today on, cut off all resources to Starlight Entertainment,” he ordered. “I want that company

bankrupt within three months.”

His eyes gleamed with malice.

“I want Amelia Stone crying and begging for mercy he continued. “Then I’ll wipe the Stone family

off the map of the Northern Territories completely.

Arthur swallowed hard. He nodded quickly, not daring to question the order.

Zachary’s hands shook as he pulled out his phone to start making calls.

Griffin’s jaw clenched tighter. The image of Amelia’s mocking throat–slitting gesture burned in his

mind.

She would pay. She would pay dearly.

Anya had been about to stand up and try to calm the situation. Then she witnessed Amelia’s

provocative gesture toward Griffin.

She froze in place, her entire body going rigid.

Despair flooded through her. She let out a silent wall in her heart.

The Alpha was too bold. Too reckless. She was accelerating the company’s destruction.

Beside her, Skylar leaned over curiously.

“What happened?” Skylar asked. “Why does everyone look so tense?”

Anya explained the throat slitting provocation in a hushed voice. Her face was pale.

“Unless Amella really is the Shadow Healer Lily like she claimed,” Anya said helplessly, “Starlight

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Entertainment has no chance of winning those copyrights.”

She shook her head. “We’re doomed.”

Skylar’s reaction was completely unexpected. Instead of worry, excitement lit up her face.

“Of course she’s Lily!” Skylar exclaimed. “I believe it completely. Amelia saved my life. She’s

capable of anything.”

Anya stared at her in disbelief. This was blind worship. A pipe dream.

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But as she watched Amelia’s fearless figure heading toward the second floor, something inside Anya wavered.

Maybe… just maybe…

Amelia completely ignored Griffin’s murderous glare. She walked straight toward the stairs leading

to the second floor.

She headed for Theodore’s VIP booth without hesitation.

Damien had been watching her intently from his own booth. The moment she moved, he bolted.

He ran too fast. At the hallway corner, he slammed hard into Natasha, who was just turning back.

Natasha fell to the ground with a loud cry of pain.

Damien didn’t stop to apologize. He only wanted to chase after Amelia.

Natasha grabbed the hem of his jacket with an iron grip.

“Compensation!” she demanded. “You knocked me down!”

Damien tried to shake her off impatiently. He pulled out his wallet.

Then he froze in embarrassment.

Inside the wallet was an old photo of Amelia and a few coins. Not a single bill.

Natasha saw the pathetic contents. She burst into mocking laughter.

“No money and you’re still fronting?” she sneered. “How embarrassing.”

Damien’s face turned bright red.

“I just didn’t bring cash!” he protested. “I have money!”

He turned toward his booth where Penelope sat en bying dessert.

“Penelope! Help me out here!” he called.

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Penelope looked up. She took in her brother’s disheveled, desperate appearance.

Her expression was cold.

“No,” she said flatly, “Handle your own mess.”

She took a delicate bite of cake.

“And if you keep making a fool of yourself,” she added, “I’m telling Father about this.”

Damien’s desperation grew. Amelia was getting farther away.

He tried to push past Natasha. She spread her arms wide like a barrier, blocking his path

completely.

“Amelia!” he shouted desperately. “Amelia, wait!”

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(Amelia’s POV)

I heard the pathetic shouting behind me. I stopped walking.

Slowly, I turned around.

My gaze landed on Damien, trapped and struggling against Natasha’s blockade. He looked utterly

pathetic.

I raised one eyebrow. A deeply sarcastic smile curved my lips.

I looked him up and down. He was sweating, frantic, like a clown in a cheap circus.

“Nice look, Damien,” I said, my voice dripping with contempt. “It suits you.”

I let out a soft, mocking hum. This was better than theater.

Then I turned on my heel. I walked into Theodore’s booth without a backward glance.

I walked into the booth and threw myself heavily into the leather sofa. The plush cushions sank

under my weight.

I reached for the bottle of bourbon on the table. I poured a full glass.

I tilted my head back and downed it in one gulp.

The burn of the liquor sliding down my throat loosened my tense nerves slightly.

I looked at Theodore. The wild light in my eyes hadn’t fully settled.

“I swear to the Moon, Theo,” I said, “it took everything in me not to shift right there and rip his throat

out.”

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Theodore’s golden eyes watched me with understanding. He didn’t tell me to calm down. He just

waited.

I adjusted my position. My expression sharpened.

“Silas’s network dug up some dirt on the Drake family,” I said. “But most of it’s been cleaned up. It’s not enough to be lethal.”

I leaned forward, locking eyes with him.

“If we want to truly destroy that empire,” I continued, “we need solid, ready–made evidence. Hard

proof.”

I paused. My tone carried a challenging honesty.

“But you need to understand something, Crimson,” I said. “Once that evidence goes public, your family’s reputation will burn to ashes right alongside the Drakes.”

I tilted my head.

“Do you have the stomach for that?”

Theodore didn’t hesitate. Not even for a second.

Those golden eyes held no so–called “indulgence.” Instead, they burned with fierce devotion.

He smiled, meeting my gaze without flinching.

“Whatever the risk,” he said quietly, “I stand with you Always.”

His certainty was absolute. Unwavering.

Then he glanced toward the window. His tone shifted slightly, carrying an obvious edge of

jealousy.

“Though I do wonder,” he said, “about that persistent ex–mate of yours outside.”

I heard Damien’s continued arguing with Natasha through the door. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes.

I leaned forward, getting close to Theodore’s face.

“Really?” I challenged. “You’re jealous of *that*?”

I jerked my thumb toward the door.

“Do I look like someone who dumpster dives?” I demanded. “Don’t insult my taste, Theo.”

Theodore’s expression softened. He reached out, his fingers brushing my hand.

“Even if I can’t tie you down,” he said gently, “I won’t push you toward anyone else.”

Satisfied with his answer, I nodded.

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“Good,” I said. “Now let’s get to business.”

I pulled out my phone. I dialed Helena’s number.

She picked up on the first ring.

“Helena,” I said, my voice calm and commanding. “Start it.”