Alpha's Abandoned Daughter is the Secret Heiress novel Chapter 251

Chapter 251: Ethan Looks Like a Clown

Chapter 251: Ethan Looks Like a Clown

(Ethan’s POV)

I spent a fortune, calling in every favor I had left in the industry.

Finally, I secured the address.

Director Liam was hiding away in a secluded Private Wellness Retreat deep in the mountains.

I didn’t hesitate.

I booked the first flight out for the next morning.

In my briefcase sat a contract I had drafted myself.

Attached to it was a blank check.

I was willing to pay any price to bring him back to Starlight Entertainment.

Before boarding, I pulled out my phone.

My fingers hovered over Amelia’s contact.

I typed out a message, trying to sound like the capable, protective older brother I used to be.

“Lia, I heard Starlight Entertainment has lost a lot of people recently. Even Director Bruno went to Gale Entertainment. Don’t worry, big brother will find you a better director.”

I hit send.

A sense of satisfaction washed over me.

I turned off my phone and leaned back in my seat as the plane taxied.

This was my chance to prove myself.

When I landed, I turned my phone back on immediately.

My heart hammered against my ribs.

I checked for a reply.

Nothing.

The screen remained blank.

A wave of disappointment hit me, but I quickly pushed it aside.

She probably thought I was bluffing.

After all, Director Liam had been retired for three years.

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But once I brought the legendary director back to Northgate City, everything would change.

I would be the hero who saves the day.

She would have to forgive me then.

I took a rental car and drove straight into the mountains.

The retreat was isolated, surrounded by dense forest.

I rushed to the reception desk, straightening my suit.

“I’m here to see Mr. Liam,” I said confidently.

The manager looked at me with a polite but apologetic smile.

“I’m afraid you’re too late, sir. Mr. Liam left early this morning.”

My smile froze.

“Left? Where did he go?”

“He took a flight to Northgate City,” the manager replied.

My blood ran cold.

Northgate City.

Griffin Drake.

That was the first name that popped into my head.

Panic surged through me.

“Did someone call him? Who was it?” I demanded, slamming my hand on the counter. “Was it a man

named Griffin?”

I couldn’t let Griffin snatch another director from us.

“I cannot disclose guest information,” the manager said firmly.

I grabbed my briefcase and pulled out the contract.

“Look, I have a lucrative contract here. A blank check! If you can contact him-”

“Sir, please respect our privacy policy.”

The manager’s tone was final.

Defeated, I pulled out a business card.

“Fine. Please, if he contacts you, give him this. Tell him Ethan Stone is looking for him. It’s urgent.”

I left the card on the counter and turned around.

I had to get back to Northgate City immediately.

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(Amelia’s POV)

The VIP reception room at Starlight Entertainment was quiet.

The scent of brewing herbs filled the air.

Director Liam sat across from me, looking much healthier than the last time I saw him.

“Three years,” Liam said, his voice filled with nostalgia. “You’ve grown taller, Amelia. Your temperament is

even more striking now.”

I smiled and poured him a cup of tea.

It wasn’t ordinary tea.

It was a special blend of moonlight herbs I had prepared specifically for his constitution.

“Yes, it has been three years,” I said softly.

Liam took the cup, inhaling the steam.

“You heartless girl,” he grumbled, though his eyes were warm. “For three years, you only sent medicine.

You never came to visit me once.”

I blinked playfully.

“I was busy,” I teased. “I had to focus on researching more effective herbal formulas to cure you.

Otherwise, how would you be sitting here scolding me?”

Liam laughed, shaking his head.

He took a sip of the tea and sighed.

“If it weren’t for you, I would have returned to the Moon Goddess’s embrace long ago. Let alone returning

to the film set.”

He looked down at the liquid in his cup.

Years ago, he had silenced the critics with masterpiece after masterpiece.

But during his fifth movie, his health collapsed.

The quality of that film suffered, and people claimed he had lost his touch.

They didn’t know he was dying.

“Let’s talk business,” I said, setting my cup down.

I slid a folder across the table.

“The project is called *Treatment Diary*. I want you to direct it.”

Liam opened the folder, his eyes scanning the summary.

“I’m giving you full authority,” I continued. “The female lead is already set, but every other role is yours to

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cast. Crew, locations, budget–you decide.”

Liam closed the folder and looked me in the eye.

“Done,” he said firmly. “I will give this one hundred percent. We will crush Gale Entertainment.”

“I’ve arranged a hotel for you,” I said.

“My assistant already booked one,” he declined politely.

We shook hands.

When I walked Liam out of the office, the entire floor went silent.

Anya stood up, her mouth hanging open.

The other employees stared in disbelief.

That was Director Liam.

The legend who had vanished.

“Boss…” Anya stammered after he left. “Is that… really him?”

“Yes,” I said calmly. “Get the marketing department ready. We start the campaign now.”

(Ethan’s POV)

The plane touched down in Northgate City at ten o’clock at night.

I stepped out of the airport terminal and shivered.

A cold rain was falling, mixed with the biting wind of the Northern Territories.

It felt like knives scraping against my skin.

I huddled into my expensive coat, trying to shield myself from the dampness.

I pulled out my phone to hail a car.

There was a new message on the screen.

My heart leaped, thinking it was Amelia.

But it wasn’t.

It was from Hailey, that former subordinate at Starlight.

I frowned and opened the text.

[Mr. Stone, I thought you should know. Miss Amelia has already found a director to replace Bruno.]

My stomach dropped.

She found someone?

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Who could she possibly find on such short notice that would be better than Bruno?

My fingers trembled as I typed a reply.

[Who is it?]

I stared at the screen, rain dripping onto the glass.

The three dots appeared.

Then the message came through.

[Director Liam.]

I froze.

The world seemed to stop spinning.

I stood there on the curb, the ic

Director Liam.

She had already signed him.

rain soaking my hair and running down my neck.

While I was running around the mountains like a headless chicken, waving a blank check, she had already

secured the target.

I felt a burning sense of shame rise in my chest.

I looked at my reflection in the dark screen of my phone.

I looked pathetic.

I was a complete fool.

I thought I could be the savior.

I thought I could swoop in and solve her problems, making her grateful to me.

But the truth was brutal.

She didn’t need me.

She didn’t need my help, my money, or my connections.

I was nothing but a clown performing on a stage where no one was watching.

Self–loathing clawed at my throat.

Just then, the phone in my hand vibrated again.

I lifted it mechanically, expecting another message from Hailey.

But the name on the screen made my eyes widen.

Amelia.