Alpha's Abandoned Daughter is the Secret Heiress novel Chapter 432

Chapter 432: Legal Consequences

Chapter 432: Legal Consequences

(Amelia’s POV)

Theodore’s voice wasn’t loud.

But it carried a steadiness that settled something in my chest.

“Amelia. I’m here.”

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I swallowed the last of the bread roll I’d been chewing and mumbled back, “Finally. I was starting to think

you’d forgotten about me.”

I set down my bowl and turned to the security guard standing by the gate.

“Open it.”

He hesitated. His eyes flicked to the crowd of agitated family members still shouting on the other side of

the iron bars.

“Ms. Stone – are you sure? They look like they’re ready to push through the moment we-”

“Open it,” I said again. “If any of them so much as raises a hand, the police have grounds to take them in for inciting a disturbance. Let them make that choice.”

He held my gaze for one more second.

Then he pushed the heavy iron gate open.

Theodore’s wheelchair rolled through first, Marcus guiding it from behind with practiced efficiency.

The crowd surged immediately.

Three of them tried to rush the gap – the older woman, her husband, and the middle–aged man with the

photograph.

The police line held. Two officers stepped forward with arms out, blocking the push.

“You’re protecting them!” the older woman shrieked. “You’re all on their side! We just want justice for our

daughter–in–law! For our grandson!”

I turned and looked at her.

My voice came out flat and quiet.

“Justice,” I said. “It’s coming. Right now.”

(Amelia’s POV)

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The moment Theodore was inside the compound, he nodded to Marcus.

Marcus reached into the leather document case he’d been carrying and pulled out a thick manila

envelope.

He handed it to me without a word.

I took it.

Then I leaned down, and pressed a brief, light kiss to Theodore’s cheek.

“Thank you,” I said quietly. “I know what this took.”

The cameras caught all of it.

The live chat exploded within seconds.

I could see my assistant’s phone screen from the corner of my eye – comments stacking so fast the text

became a blur.

*Is this a drama? Did I accidentally switch channels?*

*She just kissed him in front of the dead woman’s family. That’s disgusting.*

*Wait, no – she’s been standing here for hours fighting for the truth and he drove across the city to bring her evidence. That’s literally the most romantic thing I’ve seen all year.*

I ignored all of it.

I handed the envelope to my assistant.

“Get the lawyer on the phone. Tell him to come now.”

Then I turned to Theodore.

“Have you eaten?”

He looked at me.

“No.”

I reached over and picked up a clean set of chopsticks from the supply box.

“Then sit down.” I nodded toward the shelter. “My assistant set up a grill twenty minutes ago. The coals

are ready.”

Theodore glanced at the portable charcoal grill my assistant had assembled inside the tarp shelter – the sliced meat arranged neatly on a plate beside it, vegetables lined up in rows, the heat already shimmering off the grate.

The corner of his mouth moved.

“You planned this,” he said.

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“I planned for a long night,” I said, “Same thing.”

From the other side of the gate, the dead woman’s husband had gone a deep, furious red.

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“You killed someone!” he bellowed. “You killed my daughter–in–law and my grandchild and you’re standing there setting up a barbecue?! What kind of monster are you?!”

I didn’t look at him.

I turned to Theodore instead.

“Does the atmosphere bother you?”

Theodore settled back in his wheelchair. His golden eyes were calm.

“Not at all,” he said.

So we sat down under the tarp shelter, in the glow of the charcoal grill, while thirty–odd media cameras

watched us, and we ate.

(Penelope’s POV)

Penelope had been watching the livestream for the past two hours.

She told herself it was just professional curiosity – she liked to know how powerful people handled a crisis.

But the truth was, she couldn’t look away.

She watched Amelia set up the shelter. She watched her order food. She watched her light the grill with the same unhurried focus most people reserved for board meetings.

And now she was watching Amelia and Theodore eat grilled meat while a furious crowd screamed at

them from behind an iron gate.

Penelope finally let out a short, involuntary laugh.

She pressed her hand over her mouth, but it was too late.

She genuinely could not have done that.

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She understood now – truly understood why Theodore had chosen her.

It wasn’t just the intelligence or the composure. It was the specific kind of nerve that let a person sit completely still in the center of a storm and eat dinner.

Penelope respected very few people.

She was starting to respect this one.

A sound from behind her broke the thought.

She turned.

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Damien was sitting on the couch, his tablet propped against his knee, the livestream still playing on the

screen.

His eyes were red.

Tears were sliding silently down his face.

He didn’t seem to notice she was watching.

“Every time,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “Every time something happens to her – every time

she needs someone – it’s never me.”

He swallowed hard.

“I don’t have a chance anymore. I never will.”

Penelope looked at him for a long moment.

Then she walked over and closed the tablet.

She sat down beside him and put one hand on his shoulder.

“Time heals all wounds, Damien,” she said quietly. “Some things aren’t meant to be forced. You made your

choice – now you live with it.”

He didn’t answer.

She didn’t say anything else.

(Penelope’s POV)

The lawyer arrived just as the last of the grilled meat was finished.

Amelia wiped her mouth with a paper napkin, stood up, and waved the media cameras closer with a single

gesture.

They moved without hesitation. Every lens trained on the documents she was now spreading open across

the folding table.

The lawyer – a sharp–faced man in a dark coat who had clearly been pulled away from something else –

took the papers and began reading.

The silence stretched.

Then he looked up.

“The equipment supplier – Antech Group,” he said, his voice carrying clearly into the microphones, “Six months ago, they quietly changed their registered legal representative. The new registration address is located directly adjacent to Stone Botanicals‘ primary competitor – Apex Medical Solutions.”

He paused.

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