Ran Away Pregnant Came Back Alpha Heiress (Amelia and Damien) novel Chapter 336

Chapter 336

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She paled. “You can’t do this-”

“Save your lies,” I said. “I’ve seen the evidence of the Alpha Ball, how you sent Amelia to her end. And just like last time, she lived. Did you know that?”

Sienna paled even farther, as white as a ghost. She looked like she might be sick. “She told you everything, then.”

“How you helped her ‘escape?’ Yes. In fact, we are testing your clothes. I’m willing to bet there’s traces of lighter fluid. Evidence will be shown in court that you started that fire.”

Sienna turned her face from me. With the shadows of the cell, and the way her cheeks were so sullen, she looked skeletal, a shadow of the person she had once been. But that person, the Sienna of the past, was likely the fake one. This thing in this cell was the truth.

“You talk to me like I’m some kind of monster,” she said.

“You are,” I replied.

“Maybe, but I’m a monster that you made. You, Mom, Dad, and Amelia. You started neglecting me the minute she appeared, and never stopped. Suddenly I was forgotten and she was the one receiving all your love and affection.”

Sienna’s voice was sharp, and as she looked at me again, I could see the hurt beside the fury in her eyes.

“You all abandoned me. What was I supposed to do?”

“Save it for the trial,” I told her. “And pray that the pack will have more mercy on you than I would.”

“So that’s it then? The abandonment continues?”

I scoffed as I shook my head, outraged by her behavior. “You never once tried to talk to me about this Sienna. If you had… No. Your jealous is not an excuse for attempted murder.”

I wouldn’t hear anything else she had to say. I turned and left the jail.

Behind me, she shouted, “This is your fault, Jake! You made me this way! If you and Mom and Dad had only loved me, I wouldn’t have turned to this!”

Though I tried to tune her out, her voice echoed in my head long after I stopped being able to physically hear her.

Damien’s POV

I couldn’t explain it, and I hoped I wasn’t dishonoring Amelia’s memory. But having Annette in my home made it easier to get up in the morning and more exciting to return after work.

Not just for me, but for the children too.

The girls and I seemed to be drawn toward whatever room of the house she was in, whether it was in the living room, watching shows, or if she was in the kitchen, working on some recipes with the chef.

“You don’t have to do this,” I told her, when I found her there, after the chef had gone home, still trying to perfect the recipe she had been shown that day. “I hire the chef so we can relax.”

“I’m not trying to take her job,” Annette said. “But I want to be able to cook for you and the girls too, on occasion. There’s something about food… making it with love helps make it special.”

I couldn’t really argue with that, especially when I came home once to find the dining room table covered in

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