Alpha's Abandoned Daughter is the Secret Heiress novel Chapter 457

Chapter 457: Destroy the Village

Chapter 457: Destroy the Village

(Amelia’s POV)

The smile on Theodore’s face disappeared the moment I finished speaking.

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“A massacre.” His voice dropped into something cold and flat, a tone I rarely heard from him. “He really

thinks he can do whatever he wants.”

“Apparently so.”

There was a brief pause on the line. Then Theodore spoke again, his voice controlled but carrying an edge

beneath every word.

“I looked into the Jenkins and Jenner connection after what Jasper mentioned. They’re confirmed twins.”

I straightened in my chair.

“Zane Jenkins sent his younger brother away when they were still children,” Theodore continued. “Zane Jenner grew up on the streets. Exactly like Jasper remembered – running with a gang, collecting protection

money from ordinary vendors.”

“And then he disappeared.”

“Completely. Like he’d been erased from the world.” Theodore’s tone was measured. “Shortly after Jenner

vanished, Jenkins left the country. Said it was to seek medical treatment abroad. When he came back,

people who knew him said his personality had shifted noticeably.”

I sat with that for a moment.

The pieces were already arranging themselves in my mind.

“Theodore,” I said. “What if the real Zane Jenkins died during that trip? The illness was real – but the man

who came back wasn’t him.”

Theodore was quiet.

“Jenner was already a ghost,” I continued. “No records, no ties, no one looking for him. He could have

slipped into his brother’s life and no one would have known the difference. The ‘recovery‘ abroad was just

cover to give him time to learn how to become his brother.”

“I don’t have hard evidence yet,” Theodore said. “But the logic holds. And now that we have a direction, the

investigation will move faster.”

“It explains a lot,” I said. “The shift in behavior. The ruthlessness. A street criminal who suddenly inberts

power and legitimacy – he’d use it like a weapon, because that’s all he’s ever known

“Agreed.” Theodore’s voice was steady. “We’ll confirm it. But for now, what matter weapon whạt hen

planning.”

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I moved on.

“He’s ready to act,” I said. “Everything Silas found points to a completed setup. The convicts, the

placement, the timing. He’s not waiting much longer.”

“New Year’s Eve,” Theodore said immediately.

“That’s my read too.”

“The countdown. The fireworks. The noise.” Theodore’s tone was almost clinical. “An explosion in the middle of all that celebration – it would take minutes before anyone even registered what had happened.”

I let out a short, cold laugh. “Then let’s make sure the first news of the new year isn’t a village burning. Let

it be his arrest instead.”

“That would certainly make an impression,” Theodore said dryly.

We stayed on the line a moment longer before I shifted to other matters.

“Griffin Drake received a life sentence,” I said. “The law couldn’t give him more than that.”

“I know.”

“It’s not enough.” My voice was calm. Completely calm. “I’ll arrange for someone inside the prison. He won’t find it comfortable in there. Not for a single day.”

Theodore didn’t argue with that. He understood what I meant and why.

“Those people deserve to be remembered,” I said. “The ones he used. The ones he threw away.”

“They will be,” Theodore said quietly.

Then his tone shifted, just slightly. Something warmer crept into it.

“Speaking of things being settled,” he said. “My leg has been fully healed for some time now.”

I raised an eyebrow, even though he couldn’t see it. “Is that so.”

“My grandfather has already selected a date. The bonding ceremony is set for the fifth day of the new year.” A brief pause. “That gives us roughly two months to prepare. I assumed you’d want to know.”

I felt something quiet and certain settle in my chest.

“Two months is more than enough,” I said.

“Good.” And just for a moment, I could hear the smile in his voice before he pulled it back into composure.

Two days before the new year, my phone rang.

It was Rowan.

“Those two are going to drive me out of my own home, he announced, skipping any gen

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hasn’t stopped arguing with that son of hers since the moment they arrived, Morning, noon, and night. I’m

starting to sleep with cotton in my ears.”

I pressed my lips together to keep from laughing. “I’m sorry to hear that.”

“Are you coming back for the new year?” He asked it like he already knew the answer, like he was bracing himself for disappointment. “I know you’re busy. I’m not expecting anything. I just thought I’d ask

“I’m already on my way,” I said.

The silence on his end lasted a full three seconds.

“You’re-” His voice cracked into something bright and completely unguarded. “You’re already coming?

Right now?”

“Should be there in about an hour.”

I could hear him moving, calling out to his wife, his voice carrying the kind of joy that doesn’t know how to

stay quiet.

Forty minutes later, I turned onto the road leading into Meadow Brook Pack.

Alaric and Ethan were standing at the village entrance.

Alaric must have heard from Rowan the moment I hung up. He was already smiling before I stepped out of

the car, his white hair catching the winter light, his sharp grey eyes warm in a way they rarely were.

Ethan stood a few steps back, next to Unit–001. His hands were in his pockets. His expression was difficult to read – somewhere between guarded and uncertain, like a person who had something to say and hadn’t

yet decided whether to say it.

“You didn’t have to come out to meet me,” I said to Alaric.

“Nonsense,” he said simply, and patted my shoulder once.

I glanced at Ethan.

He gave a small, stiff nod.

When Alaric asked what had brought me back, I kept my answer simple. “I wanted to spend the new year with family.” I smiled. “It’s been a while.”

He didn’t push further.

We walked back into the village together.

My small house looked exactly as I’d left it. The wooden door, the familiar smell of dried herbs from thes window boxes, the narrow front step where I’d sat countless times as a child watching the sun go down

Ethan stopped at the doorway.

He stood there with his hands still in his pockets, not quite entering not quite Jesseng

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“Come in,” I said.

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He looked up quickly. Something crossed his face that he tried to control and didn’t quite manage. He

stepped inside.

Within minutes, half the village seemed to know I was back.

People crowded into the small room, voices overlapping, everyone asking questions at once. How long was I staying? Was I eating well? I looked thinner, didn’t I? Could I stay through the third day at least?

Rowan appeared in the middle of it and raised his voice just enough to be heard. “Let her breathe. She just arrived. Go home and she’ll see you all tomorrow.”

There was good–natured grumbling, but they went.

Rowan’s wife set the table while Rowan carried in two dishes from the kitchen. Simple food, hot and fragrant. The kind of meal that didn’t need to be anything more than what it was.

Ethan rose to leave.

“Stay,” I said.

He stopped.

Eat with us. I have something to ask you afterward.”

sat back down without a word, but the corner of his mouth moved slightly upward before he caught

Inself and pressed it flat.

We ate.

When the bowls were cleared and the table was quiet, I looked at Alaric, then at Rowan.

“There’s something you both need to know,” I said. “Tomorrow night – New Year’s Eve – something serious is going to happen in this village.”

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