Alpha's Abandoned Daughter is the Secret Heiress novel Chapter 431

Chapter 431: Theodore Has Found the Truth

Chapter 431: Theodore Has Found the Truth

(Amelia’s POV)

I held the sensor module up in front of the cameras.

It was small. Barely the size of my palm.

“This is the core component,” I said. “Look at the sealant around the edge.”

I turned it slowly so every lens could catch it.

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“The original factory specification requires a medical–grade compound. What’s in here is a low–cost industrial substitute. Someone swapped it out before these units left the supply chain.”

I set the module down on the cart beside the disassembled casing.

“This substitution causes the blood oxygen sensor to drift. After eight continuous hours of operation, the margin of error reaches twenty percent.”

A reporter near the front raised her hand immediately.

“Ms. Stone – are you saying that twenty percent error is what caused the misread during delivery? That the victim’s heart rate was incorrectly assessed because of this component?”

“That’s correct,” I said. “The device reported stable readings when the patient’s condition had already deteriorated. The medical team responded to the data they were given.”

The middle–aged man shoved forward against the gate again.

“Excuses!” His voice cracked. “You’re just finding someone to blame so you can walk away clean! The

machine was faulty – that’s on your company!”

I looked at him directly.

“The police will investigate this fully,” I said. “Every component, every supply chain record, every transaction log. The truth will not be buried.”

I held his gaze for one more second.

Then I turned back to the cameras.

(Griffin’s POV)

Griffin watched the screen without blinking.

She was still standing there.

Still calm.

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Still talking.

He let out a slow breath through his nose and allowed himself a thin smile.

*The police.*

She was putting her faith in the police.

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The chief of the Northgate City department had been in Griffin’s pocket for three years. Every major

investigation that came through that office got filtered before it went anywhere meaningful.

Amelia could talk about truth and transparency all she wanted.

Nothing was going to surface that he didn’t want surfaced.

He leaned back in his chair.

On screen, Amelia turned slightly and said something to her assistant. Her voice was too low for the

broadcast to catch clearly.

The assistant looked startled for a moment.

Then he turned and went back inside the building.

Griffin frowned.

*What is she doing now?*

(Amelia’s POV)

I kept my voice low when I spoke to my assistant.

“Bring out the space heater and an extension cord,” I said. “And find something we can use as a windbreak. Poles, tarp, anything.”

He stared at me.

“We’re staying out here?”

“The temperature’s dropping,” I said. “The broadcast continues. We need to be comfortable.”

He blinked once more, then turned and went inside without another word.

I looked back at the cameras.

The reporters were already pulling their coats tighter.

The “family members” across the gate were shifting their weight, rubbing their hands together.

Good.

Let them feel it.

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I wasn’t going anywhere.

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My assistant came back out with the heater, a coil of extension cord, and two of the maintenance crew carrying metal poles and a folded tarp.

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Within fifteen minutes, we had a basic shelter up three walls, a roof, the heater running underneath.

I stood back and looked at it.

Functional. Adequate.

I nodded.

“One more thing,” I said. “Bring out the cast iron pot and the portable burner.”

My assistant opened his mouth.

Closed it.

Opened it again.

“The the cooking pot?”

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“And order delivery,” I said. “Enough for the crew.”

He stared at me for exactly three seconds.

Then he pulled out his phone and started placing the order.

The sky went fully dark within the hour.

The temperature dropped hard and fast.

The reporters who had been on their feet since morning were visibly exhausted, stamping their boots against the cold pavement, breath fogging in the air.

The three “family members” were in worse shape. They hadn’t planned for a night shift.

The older woman finally snapped.

“You shameless creature!” she screamed across the gate. “You killed someone’s daughter–in–law and you

stand there without a single shred of guilt!”

Her husband joined in immediately.

“You have no conscience! No heart!”

The middle–aged man watched my assistant carry out the cast iron pot and set it on the portable burner.

His face went dark red.

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“You’re going to cook?” he bellowed. “People are dead because of you and you’re going to stand there and

eat?!”

I looked at him calmly.

“I have to eat,” I said. “I need the energy. The broadcast isn’t ending tonight.”

I paused.

“If you want to keep standing out there in the cold, that’s your choice.”

He sputtered. His mouth opened and closed.

I turned back to the burner and lit it.

“Eating well,” I said to the nearest camera, “is how you stay sharp enough to get to the truth.”

(Amelia’s POV)

The delivery rider arrived twenty minutes later.

He wove through the crowd on his bike, utterly bewildered by the cameras and the shouting, and handed the bags through the gate without a word.

The crowd went completely silent for about four seconds.

Then the live chat erupted.

I could see it reflected on my assistant’s phone screen as he scrolled – the comments were shifting.

*She’s been standing there for hours. She hasn’t run. She hasn’t hidden.*

*Real criminals don’t set up a hotpot station outside the crime scene and invite the cameras to watch.*

*Did anyone else notice the guy’s eyes earlier? When she asked if someone paid him? He looked away.*

*I went back and watched the clip. He definitely flinched.*

*Also – why does he keep saying “son“? If the baby didn’t survive, how does he know the gender?*

That last thread was spreading fast.

Somewhere in another part of the city, I knew Damien was watching.

I didn’t know why I was so certain of it.

I just was.

He had told me he would stop reaching out. I believed him.

But watching – that was different.

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I didn’t think about it for long.

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(Amelia’s POV)

About ten minutes after the food arrived, the broth in the pot came to a full rolling boil.

I dropped in the meatballs and the rolled meat slices all at once.

The steam rose immediately, thick and fragrant, drifting sideways through the gaps in the tarp and out toward the gate.

I heard someone on the other side swallow audibly.

I didn’t look up.