Alpha's Abandoned Daughter is the Secret Heiress novel Chapter 289

Chapter 289: Interrogation

Chapter 289: Interrogation

(Author’s POV)

Glenda curled up on the expensive carpet, her body shaking uncontrollably.

The Alpha pressure radiating from Theodore was suffocating, crushing her will to resist.

She looked up at the terrifying man, tears and snot mixing on her bruised face.

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“I swear, Alpha Crimson! I swear on my life!” Glenda stammered, her voice cracking with panic. “I didn’t know! I absolutely didn’t know that pup belonged to the Crimson family!”

She tried to crawl backward, but her bound hands made her stumble.

“My mother… The Hag… she was greedy, yes,” Glenda cried out desperately. “But she wasn’t stupid! If she had known that baby was a descendant of the Alpha King, she wouldn’t have touched him.”

Glenda gulped for air, her eyes wide with terror.

“Even if she hadn’t lived long enough, she wouldn’t dare buy him to resell!” she shrieked. “That would be suicide! No one messes with the Royal Pack and lives!”

Theodore remained silent, his expression darker than the deepest night.

Amelia sat on the edge of the desk nearby.

In her hand, she twirled a silver scalpel. The blade reflected the cold overhead lights, dancing dangerously close to her fingers.

“So,” Amelia spoke softly, her voice cutting through Glenda’s sobbing. “You’re saying that as long as they aren’t of noble Crimson blood, other werewolf pups deserve to be sold like livestock?”

The silver metal glinted menacingly.

Glenda froze. She could feel the killing intent rolling off the slender woman.

She didn’t dare argue. She knew one wrong word could end her life right there.

“No… no…” Glenda scrambled to change the subject. “It was Griffin! Griffin Drake!”

She looked frantically between Theodore and Amella.

“I only agreed to work for Griffin because he promised me something,” she confessed rapidly. “He said he would help me find the person who killed my mother and stole that pup back then.”

Glenda paused, a realization suddenly dawning on her horrified face.

“The money…” she whispered, her face draining of all color. “Yesterday, Griffin gave me ten million. I

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thought it was a bonus.”

She looked up at Theodore, trembling.

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“It wasn’t a bonus. It was hush money,” she realized aloud. “He must have found out. He found out the kid’s identity was your brother, so he paid me to shut up and disappear.”

Theodore’s eyes narrowed, signaling her to continue.

Under his silent pressure, Glenda spilled everything.

“Twenty–two years ago, I had just gotten pregnant, Glenda recalled, her voice shaking. “My mother

decided to do one last job. A man came to us. He wore a disguise, covered completely.”

“He sold us a pup that was barely a month old. The price was suspiciously low.”

Glenda swallowed hard.

“The next day, my mother took the pup for transport. But a she–wolf in a car chased her down. They crashed.”

“My mother called me… she was screaming for help,” Glenda sobbed. “But when I got to the

location later, she was dead. Her death was… miserable. Torn apart.”

“I was so terrified by the sight that I went into shock,” she whispered. “I miscarried my own child right there. The doctors said I could never conceive again.”

Amelia looked down at her coldly.

“That is the Moon Goddess’s punishment,” Amelia said without an ounce of sympathy.

Glenda collapsed completely, pressing her forehead to the floor.

“Please! I’ve told you everything! I won’t tell Griffin I saw you! Just let me go!”

(Amelia’s POV)

I watched the pathetic woman groveling on the floor.

Beside me, Theodore remained stoic, but I could feel the heat of his rage.

His wolf, Logan, was growling low in his chest, a sound that vibrated through the room.

The door opened, and Marcus walked in.

He held a tablet, his face set in grim lines.

“Alpha, Miss Stone, Marcus nodded respectfully. “We have new findings regarding Glenda’s

agency.

He tapped the screen and projected images onto the wall.

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“The ‘Gilded Cage‘ isn’t just a modeling agency. It’s front for trafficking young she–wolves,” Marcus reported efficiently. “We found records of forced transactions. But there’s something

worse.”

Marcus swiped to the next image. It showed chemical formulas.

“We found traces of a new drug in their private rooms. It suppresses a she–wolf’s will. It seems to be related to the mind–control research Griffin Drake is funding.”

My blood ran cold.

Griffin was truly depraved. He was using these vulnerable girls to test his drugs.

I turned my gaze back to Glenda. The disgust I felt was overwhelming.

“Theodore,” I asked, my voice steady. “How do you want to handle this trash?”

Theodore looked at me. The golden fire in his eyes softened slightly when they met mine.

“You decide,” he said simply.

I nodded slowly. I looked at the silver scalpel in my hand.

“Killing her now would be too easy,” I said, my tone icy. “It would be a mercy she doesn’t deserve.”

Glenda looked up, a flicker of hope in her eyes.

“I have a new formula I’ve been working on,” I continued, crushing her hope instantly. “A specialized wolfbane toxin that targets the nervous system. It simulates the pain of having your bones crushed, over and over again.”

Glenda’s eyes bulged. She tried to scream.

“We need a live subject for clinical trials,” I said calmly. “Let her pay for her sins in agony. She can contribute to science before she rots.”

Theodore nodded in agreement. “Do it.”

“No! No! Kill me! Just kill me!” Glenda shrieked, thrashing on the floor.

Marcus didn’t hesitate. He stepped forward and grabbed a rag from the desk, stuffing it into her

mouth.

He grabbed her by the collar of her tacky leopard–print coat.

Without any effort, he dragged her out of the office like a sack of potatoes.

Her muffled screams faded down the hallway.

The heavy doors clicked shut, leaving us alone in the silence.

I took a deep breath, organizing the chaotic information in my mind.

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“The Hag was silenced to cover their tracks,” I analyzed, breaking the silence. “Theron–that man in disguise–wanted no loose ends.”

I looked at Theodore. He was leaning against the desk, his hands gripping the edge tightly.

“But before she died, your mother must have done something,” I said softly.

The timeline matched. The crash. The chase.

“She knew she couldn’t save herself,” I reasoned. “In those final moments, she must have made a

call. She entrusted the baby to someone to keep him safe from Theron.”

Theodore frowned, deep in thought.

“My grandparents died early,” he said, his voice raspy. “My mother was an only child. She had no

siblings to rely on. She built everything she had from the ground up.”

He paused, searching his memories.

“Wait,” Theodore’s eyes flashed. “There was one incident. Years before I was born, she saved a Rogue from execution.”

My heart skipped a beat. A Rogue.

It all fit perfectly.

I reached into my bag and pulled out the file I had organized earlier.

I walked over to him and placed the documents in his hand.

“This is the background check on Jasper Calder,” I said firmly.

Theodore looked down at the file, then at me, confusion and hope warring in his eyes.

“If you are free tomorrow,” I said, meeting his gaze with absolute certainty. “Come with me to see Jasper. I suspect he is your lost true–born brother.”

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