Alpha's Abandoned Daughter is the Secret Heiress novel Chapter 393

Chapter 393: Attacking the Heart?

Chapter 393: Attacking the Heart?

(Author’s POV)

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Hearing Lance’s eager words, Griffin’s exposed grey eyes immediately turned completely cold. He let out a helpless, frustrated sigh beneath his thick medical bandages.

He bluntly told his younger cousin that this dangerous matter had absolutely nothing to do with him. His raspy voice carried unquestionable authority in the quiet room.

Griffin pointed out that Lance had just returned from studying abroad. There were still far too many things for the young wolf to learn about pack politics.

Griffin firmly stated that Lance did not need to intervene in these brutal conflicts just yet. He wanted his

cousin to stay entirely out of the crossfire.

Lance still wanted to fight for a chance to prove his worth to the powerful heir. “Griffin…” he started to say,

his voice filled with burning determination.

However, Griffin ruthlessly cut him off before he could even finish his sentence. He ordered Lance to stop

talking about this troublesome topic immediately.

Griffin coldly instructed him to spend his free time visiting their grandmother Octavia and his father Carlos instead. Lance felt a deep wave of disappointment wash over his chest.

He lowered his head and softly agreed, whispering that he clearly understood the command. Griffin

watched Lance’s retreating figure with a very complicated gaze.

Looking at Lance right now was exactly like looking at his own past self. Lance was still so incredibly pure and completely carefree.

Griffin knew that one day, Lance would inevitably walk down this same path of blood and endless calculation. However, Griffin sincerely hoped that terrible day would come much slower for his innocent

cousin.

After leaving the sterile hospital room, Lance pulled his smartphone from his expensive pocket. He stared intently at a clear photograph of Amelia displayed on the bright screen.

A deep sense of intense indignation burned fiercely inside his chest. He simply could not see anything

particularly amazing about this young she–wolf.

He secretly swore to himself that he would definitely clean her up for Griffin. He knew that using brute force and violent methods had completely failed against this cunning woman.

Therefore, Lance decided to adopt a much softer and more deceptive approach. In his arrogant mind, the

most effective way to deal with any woman was to attack her heart.

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He firmly believed that no woman could resist true devotion if played correctly. He planned to use completely fake affection to thoroughly crush her psychological defenses.

As evening quickly approached, the sky over Northgate City turned a deep, dusky purple. Amelia was driving her sleek car steadily on the quiet road back to the pack house.

Suddenly, she saw a figure lying completely motionless right in the middle of the road. The person appeared to be covered entirely in dark, terrifying bloodstains.

Amelia quickly slammed on the brakes and stepped out of her car to investigate the situation. She cautiously walked over and found a young man with incredibly messy hair and a bloodied face.

The injured man half–opened his eyes, looking incredibly weak and pathetic. He reached out a trembling hand and weakly grabbed onto her sleeve to ask for immediate help.

This dramatic scene instantly reminded Amelia of a very specific memory from her past. It looked exactly

like the time she had saved her ex–mate Damien in the remote Meadow Brook Pack.

Although the situations were strikingly similar, Amelia only felt that this was incredibly troublesome. After all, the medical conditions in the wealthy Northgate City were highly advanced.

It was absolutely nothing like the desperate lack of resources in her old, isolated pack. She decided it was best to simply hand this rescue mission over to a proper hospital.

She pulled out her phone and immediately dialed 911. She calmly reported her exact location and

injured man.

requested an ambulance for the

Unexpectedly, the bleeding man on the ground suddenly used all his remaining strength. He lunged forward and desperately grabbed onto her slender ankle.

He shook his head frantically, begging her in a panicked voice not to call an ambulance. He claimed that if

he went to the hospital, his terrible family would definitely find him.

Amelia raised a delicate eyebrow at his highly suspicious reaction. She instantly realized this man had a

very clear and deliberate purpose for approaching her.

Inside her mind, her stunning silver wolf Ava let out a contemptuous, mocking snort. *“What a clumsy

performance,”* Ava sneered coldly.

*“Does he really think we would fall for such a weak posture?“* Amelia silently agreed with her wolf’s sharp

assessment.

Since this mysterious stranger wanted to play twisted psychological games, she was very willing to test

him. She calmly hung up the phone without another word.

She looked at her loyal guards standing nearby and gave a very cold, indifferent order. She commanded them to pick the man up and throw him directly into the trunk of her car.

Lance, who had deliberately injured himself to gain her sympathy, was completely stunned. He never

expected Amelia to use such’a ruthless and bizarre method to handle the situation.

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When he was unceremoniously tossed into the dark, cramped trunk, he felt extremely speechless. The

heavy trunk door slammed shut, plunging him into total darkness.

He seriously began to question if this famous healer had any conscience at all.

Amelia finally arrived back at the grand Stone River Pack House. Seraphina was standing in the bright

living room when she saw the guards walk in.

She gasped in absolute shock as they carried a man covered in fresh blood over their shoulders. Amelia

calmly explained that she had simply picked him up off the road.

She added that the man was severely injured but stubbornly refused to go to the hospital. He seemed

incredibly afraid of being recognized by anyone in the city.

Seraphina immediately ordered the household maids to take the injured man away. She instructed them to carefully clean his wounds and change his ruined clothes.

Once he was taken away, Seraphina turned to Amelia with a deeply worried expression. She pointed out that an injured person lying in the middle of the road was far too suspicious.

She feared this was very likely a dangerous trap aimed specifically at Amelia. For the sake of safety, Seraphina strongly suggested they just throw the man out immediately.

She did not want any unknown threats lingering around their home. Amelia gently touched her adoptive

mother’s arm to stop her.

She explained that she very much wanted to figure out this man’s true identity. She needed to know the real purpose behind his elaborate scheme.

Amelia confidently stated that since she was already fully prepared, no accidents would happen. Seeing her daughter’s calm and absolute certainty, Seraphina decided not to say anything more.

She simply patted Amelia’s hand and repeatedly urged her to pay close attention to her own safety.

A short while later, the young man was completely cleaned up by the diligent maids. He was carefully brought back into the spacious living room.

Seraphina looked closely at his clean face and let out a loud gasp of surprise. She shockingly recognized

him as Lyra’s youngest son, Lance.

Amelia’s beautiful sapphire eyes flickered slightly with cold calculation. She secretly guessed the dark

truth in her sharp mind.

Was it because Griffin was too badly injured to act personally, so he used his own cousin as bait? She

thought this kind of underhanded method was truly far too vicious.

At this moment, Lance slowly opened his eyes and pretended to wake up. He looked around weakly and called out “Aunt Seraphina” in a very pitiful voice.

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