Alpha's Abandoned Daughter is the Secret Heiress novel Chapter 252

Chapter 252: Caleb’s Hesitation

Chapter 252: Caleb’s Hesitation.

(Ethan’s POV)

“Director found. Stop wasting time here. Go find someone who can detoxify you.”

I stared at the text message, my hand dropping weakly to my side.

I tilted my head back, letting the icy rain of the Northern Territories lash against my face.

Despair rose like a tide, threatening to drown me.

Suddenly, a familiar, excruciating pain erupted from the depths of my marrow.

It was the poison Amelia had administered. It was flaring up again.

My hands trembled as I fumbled in my pocket for the high–strength painkillers the doctor had prescribed.

I unscrewed a bottle of water and swallowed the pills dry, choking slightly.

The relief was agonizingly slow.

The pain, still in its early stages, was barely contained within my body.

Just then, my phone rang, the shrill sound cutting through the rain.

I looked at the screen. It was a string of unfamiliar numbers.

“Hello?” I answered weakly.

“Ethan Stone?”

The voice on the other end was dripping with menace.

I paused, confused. “Who is this?”

“I am Victor Crimson,” the voice said coldly. “Did that woman, Amelia, poison you too?”

I froze in shock.

Victor Crimson. The Alpha of the Crimson Moon Pack’s fourth branch. The notorious brute known for his

violence.

I never expected someone of his status to be in the same predicament.

“Answer me,” Victor growled. “How do we get the antidote?”

I hesitated for a moment, weighing my options.

“The poison has a special composition,” I confessed, my voice shaking. “Only Amelia herself can cure it.”

There was a heavy silence on the other end.

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“Tomorrow night. Seven o’clock,” Victor’s tone turned even darker. “Come to the Crimson Pack House.”

My heart skipped a beat.

“You will explain the entire situation to Alpha King Gideon yourself,” he ordered.

Before I could respond or refuse, the line went dead.

I listened to the busy signal, gripping my phone tightly.

I didn’t know what Victor intended to do.

But the Crimson family held supreme power in this territory.

This might be my only chance to survive.

(Amelia’s POV)

For the entire next week, I buried myself in work.

I was adapting the *Treatment Diary* into a new script titled *The Alpha’s Ambition*.

It required focus and precision.

Finally, after countless revisions and polishing, the script was done.

I felt a sense of satisfaction as I hit send.

“Anya, come in,” I called out.

Anya entered promptly.

“I’ve sent you the file,” I said, leaning back in my chair. “Submit it to the production department immediately. Greenlight the production.”

Anya nodded, tapping on her tablet.

However, she didn’t leave right away.

She stood there, shifting her weight from one foot to the other.

“What is it?” I asked.

“It’s… Caleb Stone,” Anya reported hesitantly. “He’s here again. He’s been sitting in the waiting room for a long time.”

I frowned slightly.

Inside my mind, my wolf, Ava, let out a snort of disdain. She had no patience for the so–called brother who had only ever caused us pain.

“Ignore him,” I said decisively. “Let him wait.”

Caleb sat in that waiting room all morning.

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It wasn’t until lunch break, when I walked through the corridor, that he finally moved.

He jumped up from the chair and rushed toward me.

“Amelia!” he called out, his voice eager.

I stopped walking.

I turned my sapphire eyes on him, cold and unyielding.

“In this company, you will address me as Alpha,” I stated flatly.

Caleb flinched.

“Alpha,” he corrected himself awkwardly.

He quickly pulled a folder from his bag.

*25 Points

“I wrote a new piece,” he said, holding out the sheet music with trembling hands. “It’s a ballad. I think it would be perfect for your new project. Please, take a look.”

I didn’t even glance at the papers.

“No,” I said.

“But-”

“I gave you a chance to terminate you

coct and leave Starlight Entertainment,” I interrupted him, my

voice devoid of emotion. “You chose not to

ake it.”

Caleb’s face fell, an expression of unwillingness crossing his features.

“Since your contract hasn’t expired, you sta

use for you.”

I didn’t wait for his response.

I continued ruthlessly. “But you will remain shelved. I have no

I turned on my heel and strode away, leaving him standing there with his rejected music.

(Caleb’s POV)

I walked out of the office like a wandering soul.

My chest felt hollow.

As I passed through the lobby, I heard hushed voices from a corner where some employees were taking

their break.

“Don’t you think Alpha Amelia is being too harsh?” a female employee whispered. “Caleb is so talented. It’s

a waste to just let him rot. She shouldn’t bring personal grudges into business.”

I felt a flicker of hope. Someone understood.

But her male colleague shook his head immediately.

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“You’re naive,” the man said sharply. “Think about it. If she promotes him now, he’ll just use his fan base to

pressure her.”

I froze.

“He could use public opinion to rehabilitate his image,” the man analyzed ruthlessly. “Then he’d turn

around and attack the company, maybe even the Pack. He’s a liability.”

The woman fell silent.

“Besides,” the man added, shrugging. “If he jumps ship to a rival company later, it just proves he’s untrustworthy. Amelia knows what she’s doing. She signs the checks. She is the Alpha here.”

The words pierced my heart like needles.

Shame washed over me.

I lowered my head and hurried out of the building.

I reached my car parked on the roadside, fumbling for my keys.

Suddenly, a sleek black sedan pulled up right next to me.

The window rolled down smoothly.

A middle–aged man’s face appeared.

I recognized him. It was Zachary Grant.

I frowned, intending to ignore him and get in my car.

But Zachary opened his door and stepped out, leaning casually against his vehicle.

“Caleb,” he smirked. “Look at you. Heartbroken by Amelia again?”

I glared at him. “This is none of your business.”

Zachary chuckled, a low, unpleasant sound.

“Why suffer like this, Caleb?” he asked, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “Let me tell you

something.”

I stopped, my hand on the door handle.

“whether it’s a mate or a sister, there is only one way to deal with a self–righteous She–Wolf like her,”

Zachary said, his eyes glinting.

“You must be stronger than her,” he hissed. “You need to show absolute dominance. You have to subjugate her completely. That is the only way to make her submit.”

I stared at him, stunned.

“Begging like a stray dog won’t work,” Zachary sneered. “It only makes her despise you more.”

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I stood rooted to the spot.

His words, filled with a twisted, ancient hierarchy of the wolves, slithered into my ears like a poisonous

snake.

I found myself unable to look away, a dark thought beginning to take root in my mind.

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