Alpha's Abandoned Daughter is the Secret Heiress novel Chapter 309

Chapter 309: A Lesson in Strategy

Chapter 309: A Lesson in Strategy

(Amelia’s POV)

I watched Theodore closely as he finished his explanation.

The pieces of the puzzle clicked into place in my mind.

“I see now,” I said, a slow smile spreading across my face.

“By letting Jasper and Uncle M maintain their suspicion, you allow them to act naturally.”

They would continue down their path of revenge, fueled by genuine doubt.

This would keep their true intentions hidden from the enemy’s prying eyes.

“Garrett and the others will believe their wedge strategy succeeded,” I murmured.

“They will think the brothers are at odds, and they will lower their guard.”

I looked at the man sitting in the wheelchair, his presence dominating the room despite his physical state.

“You really are Jasper’s biological brother,” I teased gently.

“That is a cruel way to teach him, Theodore.”

“Throwing him into the deep end to learn how to swim.”

Theodore turned his head slightly.

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He gazed out the window of the sanitarium, looking at the sprawling landscape of Northgate City

below.

The sunlight hit his profile, highlighting the sharp, intelligent lines of his face.

“The Crimson family is not a playground,” he said, his voice calm but laced with steel.

“Consider this his first practical lesson in survival before he officially returns to the pack.”

His eyes held a faint, knowing smile.

Inside my mind, my silver wolf, Ava, stirred.

She let out a low whimper of admiration.

*That cunning… that absolute control,* she purred. That is why we submit to him.*

I couldn’t agree more.

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Years ago, Theron’s greed had nearly destroyed Theodore.

But that betrayal had burned away any naivety he might have had.

It forged him into the weapon he was today.

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It was that very sharpness that had allowed him to see through the deception and find the fake

Ronan,

Misfortune and blessing really did walk hand in hand.

(Jasper’s POV)

We returned to the small apartment on the outskirts of the city.

The silence in the room was heavy as the door clicked shut behind us.

Uncle M turned to me immediately.

His hands moved rapidly, signing with an energy I hadn’t seen in hours.

*Good work today. Your anger was convincing.*

*Theodore believes we only care about Theron. He won’t suspect our real plan.*

I looked at the old man who had raised me.

I let out a bitter, hollow laugh.

“I am an actor, Uncle M,” I said, dropping my keys onto the table with a clatter.

“Pretending is not the hard part.”

My heart felt heavy, like a stone was pressing against my ribs.

“Do we really have to do this behind his back?” I asked, my voice trembling slightly.

“I don’t know Theodore well,” I admitted.

“But I trust Amelia.”

I looked him dead in the eye.

“Since Amelia chose him as her mate, he cannot be a bad man.”

“That Alpha… he crippled his own legs to save her,” argued, the memory of the stories I’d heard

surfacing.

“He sacrificed everything for her.”

“How could a man capable of that kind of love be part of the conspiracy to kill my mother?”

Uncle M stood silent.

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His face was a mask of conflict, lines of age deepening under the harsh apartment lights.

Finally, he raised his hands again.

His movements were stiff, stubborn.

*The road to revenge is bloody.*

*I will walk it alone.*

*I will not let hatred stain your future, or his.*

He turned abruptly and walked to his room.

The door shut firmly between us, a physical barrier to match the emotional one.

I stared at the closed door for a long moment.

With a sigh, I pulled my phone from my pocket.

I dialed the number that had sent the mysterious package this morning.

Silence.

It still wouldn’t connect.

I clenched the phone in my hand, my knuckles turning white.

I swore to myself then and there.

I would not let Uncle M go to his death alone.

(Theodore’s POV)

That evening, the soft glow of my tablet illuminated the room.

Amelia was on the screen.

She looked tired but radiant after a long day of preparing for the Mating Ceremony.

“I just heard from Natasha,” she said, her voice tinged with amusement.

“Damien Blackwood has surfaced.”

“He contacted her, claiming he has an ‘unforgettable surprise‘ for my birthday banquet.”

I didn’t even blink.

My expression remained perfectly calm, though a flicker of amusement danced in my eyes.

“Let him try,” I said, my voice smooth.

“I am actually curious.”

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“I want to see what a failed Alpha like him thinks constitutes a surprise,”

I leaned back in my chair, radiating confidence.

“Whatever he brings, it will be dust compared to what I have prepared for you.”

We shared a smile, the tension of the day melting away in each other’s presence.

“Goodnight, my love,” she whispered.

“Goodnight.”

Inside me, Logan let out a low, rumbling snort.

*Little bug,* my wolf scoffed. *He thinks he can bite giants.*

After the screen went black, my phone buzzed in my palm.

A notification popped up.

*Jasper Calder has sent a friend request.*

I stared at the name for a moment.

The difference between him and the impostor was night and day.

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The fake Ronan had been greedy, desperate to grasp the Crimson wealth the second he knew the

truth.

Jasper was cautious.

He hesitated even to add me as a contact.

I accepted the request and sent a simple greeting.

It took several minutes for the reply to come through.

*I apologize for my suspicion at the hospital today.

I typed back quickly.

*Don’t worry about it. Focus on ‘Treatment Diary‘. Don’t let Amelia down.*

*I won’t,* he replied instantly.

I smiled slightly.

He was awkward, yes.

But he had the spine of a true Crimson.

Three days passed.

I sat in my study, the room dim except for the light of my monitor.

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I was reviewing a briefing from the Shadow Guard.

Attached was a surveillance feed from the police station.

The heavy metal doors opened.

Ethan Stone walked out.

He had been detained for three days.

He looked rough, his expensive suit rumpled and his face unshaven.

Livia was waiting for him at the curb.

She rushed forward, her face etched with anxiety, reaching for her son.

Ethan didn’t smile.

He didn’t even look relieved.

He recoiled slightly from her touch, his expression darkening into annoyance as he brushed past

her.

I tapped the screen, turning the feed off.

The prey had been released back into the jungle.

The real show was just beginning.

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