A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Third Person’s POV

“Is that all?” Adelaide sneered. “I asked for the truth. If you hide anything, you’ll taste this poker.

The red–hot poker was thrust right before Manager Johnson, who screamed and fell to the floor. Ill talk! I’ll talk!”

Adelaide coldly warned, “Tell the truth. One lic, and you’ll swallow this poker.

Staring at the glowing poker, Johnson prostrated himself and confessed, “Luna Adelaide, Wanda said to pin the blame on Priscilla when trouble hit. Since Priscilla is Alpha Lance’s mother, she can take the heat. Then Madison would step in to arrange compensation using the store’s cheap inventory…

He hesitated mid–speech.

Adelaide cut in, “So Madison feigns virtue to win public favor, while Priscilla and the Blackthorn Pack are labeled as villains. The compensation is all subpar goods–nearly costless. They make a profit and gain a good reputation.”

Johnson’s face drained of color, his silence confirming Adelaide’s deduction.

Adelaide had Johnson taken away and sneered, “Climbing up by trampling on Priscilla and the Blackthorn Pack–seeking public support while courting nobility. Ralph, what do you think she’s after?”

Ralph pondered, “I’m not sure.”

She was a princess, with Lycan Erasmus as her nephew–her status was secure. What more could she want?

Adelaide was also puzzled. Perhaps it wasn’t just about Wanda consolidating power in the capital?

Regardless, since they targeted Priscilla and the Blackthorn Pack, they wouldn’t let things go their way.

Adelaide had the accounts calculate the total investment, Priscilla’s historical contributions, and profits at a

70% stake.

Then Adelaide changed into a lake–blue embroidered dress, donned a black cloak, tucked her whip into her waist, and pulled the hood over her face.

The ledger was handed to her after verification.

She reviewed it and passed it to Priscilla, “Check the figures.”

Priscilla took it aggressively, ready for confrontation.

But upon seeing the numbers, she froze. “I’ve invested so much over the years?”

Including the initial investment, she had poured in $13.66 million. While she tracked expenses, she never realized the cumulative total was so staggering.

Principal of $13.66 million, plus profits over the years, amounted to $28 million in total earnings.

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At 70%, Priscilla was due $26 million.

Her resolve wavered. “This is a huge sum–hardly recoverable.”

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“Your words undermine yourself and underestimate Madison’s resources, Adelaide said coolly.

Priscilla wanted to retort but met Adelaide’s calm gaze and held her tongue.

Ralph asked, “Priscilla, Luna Adelaide, shall we bring wolf pack guards?”

Priscilla nodded eagerly. “Yes, bring dozens to intimidate them.”

Adelaide disagreed, “No guards. We’re not there to fight, just to reconcile accounts.”

Priscilla insisted, “We must bring them for protection–who knows what tricks they’ll play?”

Adelaide, holding the ledger, stated firmly, “No tricks can stand against this ledger.”

Priscilla insisted, “We have to bring them!”

Ralph glanced at Priscilla, then at Adelaide, and cautiously asked, “So… are we bringing them or not?”

Adelaide straightened up and spoke in a calm yet authoritative tone, “We’re not bringing anyone.”

Priscilla rolled her eyes and said, “Why look at me? If she says we’re not bringing them, then we’re not.” At that moment, Ralph realized that there would be no conflicts in the Blackthorn Pack–Luna Adelaide’s word was final.

Previously, he and Caldwell had worried about balancing the relationship between Priscilla and Adelaide. Now, it seemed their concerns were unfounded.

Adelaide had only been part of the Blackthorn Pack for three days, yet she had already brought Priscilla to heel.

Moreover, Zelda was only concerned with buying snacks and stayed out of other matters, avoiding any trouble.

At Madison’s residence-

“Again?” Madison frowned at the visitor’s card.

It was dinnertime, and she was eating with Wanda.

“Mother, let them come. What do we fear?” Wanda said lazily. She had bee. time, growing restless as her mate hadn’t come for her.

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Madison, annoyed, instructed, “Bring them to the side hall. I’ll meet them after dinner.”

The butler greeted them and noticed they had items carried in.

They didn’t look like gifts. He asked, “What’s the purpose of these items?”

Priscilla was about to say “ledgers” when Adelaide interjected, “Some old manuscripts for Madison’s noveldrama

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The butler’s eyes brightened–manuscripts? Perhaps Craig’s?

He offered coffee and sweets, then reported to Madison and Wanda.

“Manuscripts? Craig’s?” Madison asked indifferently.

“I’m not sure. She didn’t specify, and I didn’t dare ask,” the butler replied.

Regarding the pink diamonds and the three hundred thousand dollars, Wanda had learned of it later and was furious.

Seeing them arrive with manuscripts, she sneered, “Priscilla must feel guilty about upsetting her mother over the diamonds, so she brings Adelaide along and sends Craig’s manuscripts as an apology. At least she knows how to behave.”