Alpha's Abandoned Daughter is the Secret Heiress novel Chapter 453

Chapter 453 Handing Power to Theodore

Chapter 453: Handing Power to Theodore

Chapter 453: Handing Power to Theodore

(Author’s POV)

Gideon spun around in the front seat.

His sharp grey eyes locked onto Garrett with a force that could have pinned a man to a wall.

“What did you just say?”

His voice was quiet. That made it worse.

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Garrett met those eyes. For one fraction of a second, something close to panic flashed through him.

Then he crushed it.

*Stay calm. Stay alive.*

He forced his gaze back to the phone screen strapped to the drone on the windshield.

Mason hadn’t pressed the button.

But he was writing again.

He held the whiteboard up.

*You’re stalling. All of you. The car can’t stop. It only takes one second.*

Mason’s eyes were red. His hand drifted back toward the remote.

His thumb hovered over the red button.

Garrett’s throat tightened.

There was no retreat left. No careful angle to play. No version of this that ended with him walking away

clean.

So he chose the only thing that might keep him breathing.

He leaned toward the drone’s camera and shouted.

“I did it to make you do my dirty work for me! I used you, Mason! I wanted you to kill Gideon – and then I

was going to pin every last piece of it on Theodore!”

The thumb stopped moving.

Mason stared at the screen.

His expression didn’t change. But his hand went very still.

Garrett saw it and grabbed onto that stillness like a rope over a cliff edge.

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“Just listen to me. Five minutes. Give me five minutes before you decide anything.”

Mason’s jaw worked. He picked up the whiteboard again.

*Five minutes.*

Garrett exhaled once and started talking.

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He laid it out from the beginning. The package he had sent to Jasper – carefully chosen, carefully timed. The way he had arranged for Theron to be elsewhere, creating space for suspicion to grow between Jasper and Mason and Theodore. Every step designed to push Mason’s grief in a specific direction.

Then the evidence. The records in Gideon’s study. Every document, every trail – all of it fabricated. All of it placed there by Garrett’s own hand, built to make Mason believe that Gideon had ordered Serena’s death, so that the blame would flow naturally upward and then crash down entirely on Theodore.

Garrett kept his voice flat as he said it. Clinical. The way a man explains a chess move after the game is

already lost.

Because that was the calculation he had made.

Die here, and there was nothing. No inheritance. No position. No future of any kind.

Confess here, and he lost the right to lead. But he kept his life.

Between the two, the answer was simple.

Victor sat beside him and said nothing throughout. He didn’t need to. Garrett could feel the same arithmetic running behind Victor’s silence.

Power was worth fighting for.

It was not worth dying for.

On the screen, Mason listened. His face was pale and very still. But Garrett could see it happening – the way each detail landed. The package. The timing. The fabricated records. Every piece matched something Mason had lived through, something he had believed without question because it had fit so perfectly into his grief.

The whiteboard slipped from Mason’s fingers.

He didn’t pick it up.

He sat down heavily, right there on the ground, like the bones had gone out of his legs all at once.

He stared at nothing.

He had been a piece on someone else’s board the entire time. Moved. Aimed. Fired.

And he had never once seen the hand that held him.

The moment Garrett finished speaking, the car lurched.

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Not an explosion.

A stop.

The brakes caught with a violent, shuddering force. The inertia threw all three men forward. Theron slammed both hands against the seat in front of him. Garrett’s shoulder hit the door.

Then stillness.

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Theron was still gripping the armrest with white–knuckled hands when the car ahead of them stopped as

well.

Two doors opened.

Amelia stepped out first, followed by Theodore.

They walked side by side toward the stopped car, unhurried, as if they had simply pulled over to admire

the view.

Amelia reached the window and tilted her head with a light smile.

“That must have been quite a scare,” she said pleasantly. “Are you all alright in there?”

Theron’s voice came out strangled. “The brakes failed. That was real. You can’t tell me that was staged-”

“New vehicle safety system,” Theodore said. His tone was completely even. “Automatic intervention. It overrides the controls and stops the car when certain conditions are met.”

Theron opened his mouth. Closed it.

From Theodore’s phone, Marcus’s voice came through clearly.

“All clear on my end.”

Theodore didn’t look away from his father.

“Mason wasn’t performing,” he said. “He genuinely intended to detonate the device. If I hadn’t been able to demonstrate the truth in time – and if Marcus hadn’t been managing the secondary controls – that car

would have gone up.”

He paused.

“This wasn’t theater. It was the only environment where the truth would actually come out.”

Gideon had not moved from the front seat.

He sat quietly, watching through the windshield as Theodore stood in the road with the late light behind.

him.

He had watched the entire thing unfold. The panic. The screaming. The calculations. The moment Garrett’s composure cracked and the truth came pouring out of him because survival demanded it.

He understood now what Theodore had built.

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A box. A genuine, dangerous box – with just enough real threat inside it to make every careful mask fall off.

Garrett let out a short, humorless sound from the back seat.

“You used Grandfather’s life as a stake,” he said. His voice had gone cold and flat. “You actually gambled

with the Alpha King.”

Theodore looked at him.

“The people who were willing to use the Alpha King as a bargaining chip in an inheritance war,” he said,

“were sitting in that car.”

Garrett had no answer for that.

The silence that followed was the kind that settled into a man’s chest and stayed there.

Then Garrett’s composure cracked in a different direction. Not fear this time. Something rawer.

“We’re his grandsons too,” he said. “We bled for this family. We worked. We built things. And you-” He stopped. Swallowed. “You don’t lift a finger and everything falls into your hands.”

Victor’s voice came out low and tight. “Grandfather clawed his way to Alpha King through blood and fire. He fought for it. Why should the rules change now?”

Gideon turned in his seat.

He looked at both of them for a long moment.

Then he laughed once – a short, self–deprecating sound.

“I fought,” he said. “I fought hard. But I never once thought about ending my parents‘ lives to win.”

His expression settled into something grave.

“You should be thanking Theodore. Not resenting him.” He let the words land. “Without him choosing to do this the way he did – you would both be looking at the rest of your lives behind bars.”

Neither Garrett nor Victor spoke.

Gideon pushed the car door open and stepped out slowly.

He stood in the road for a moment, and something about the set of his shoulders looked older than it had

an hour ago.

Amelia spotted him and raised her hand in an easy wave.

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“Alpha King,” she said warmly. “I’ll drive you to pick up Theodore’s brother. I swear on my life my car is completely safe.”

Gideon looked at her. At the genuine brightness in her eyes.

Something in his chest loosened slightly.

He got into her car.

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Before she closed the door, he turned to look at Theodore one last time.

“Everything from here,” Gideon said, his voice carrying the full weight of what he meant, “is yours to handle. I’m going to bring my youngest grandson home.”

It was not a casual statement.

It was a transfer.

Amelia leaned out the window and grinned at Theodore. “I’ll take good care of him, don’t worry.”

“Drive carefully,” Theodore said.

Amelia turned back to the front.

“I should warn you,” she told Gideon conversationally, “I have a bit of a heavy foot.”

She pressed the accelerator to the floor.

The car shot forward with a roar and disappeared down the road, leaving Theodore, Marcus, and the others standing in sudden silence.

Theodore watched the car shrink into the distance.

He closed his eyes briefly.

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