All Chapters of Beta Heiress Annabella's Truth: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Charlotte nodded approvingly. She had raised her son to be everything Eugene had promised: strong, cunning, and absolutely loyal to the cause. Unlike Eugene's legitimate children, who had been kept ignorant of their father's true ambitions, Everett had been groomed since birth for his role in the coming power shift."Remember," she cautioned, adjusting the collar of his jacket with practiced precision, "your sister has the Alpha's sons wrapped around her finger. She's more dangerous than she appears."Everett's lip curled slightly at the mention of his half-sister. "Father always said she was weak, easily manipulated.""And yet she's managed to secure the protection of all six Alpha Heirs," Charlotte countered, her tone sharpening. "Never underestimate someone who has survived your father's household."In his cell, Eugene felt the subtle shift in the familial bonds that told him Everett was on the move. Pride swel

Everett's expression faltered at Lucian's casual revelation. This contradicted everything his mother had told him about his father's household. In Charlotte's version, Eugene had been a devoted father whose legitimate children rejected his attempts to unite the family. But here was his youngest half-brother, speaking of their father's disapproval of something as innocent as music. "Father doesn't like music?" Everett asked carefully, watching Lucian's face. The boy shrugged, the gesture heartbreakingly familiar—it was the same dismissive movement Eugene made when discussing unimportant matters. "He says it's a waste of time. But Annabella says Grandmother believed music heals the soul." Cage observed the exchange with keen interest, noting how Everett's diplomatic mask slipped further with each innocent revelation from Lucian. The Alpha Heir's strategy of having the

“Maybe to his hidden children, or should I say all 20 that I can feel through the family bonds, your mother is only one of many mistresses. I’m sorry Everett has even played your mother.” Everett staggered back as if physically struck, his carefully constructed reality crumbling around him. The familial bond between them pulsed with Annabella's sincerity; there was no deception there, only painful truth. "Twenty children?" he whispered, his voice barely audible. "That's not possible." "I felt them all through our family bonds," Annabella explained gently. "Some as young as days old, others approaching adulthood like you. All raised on different stories, positioned strategically in territories surrounding Silver Creek." 

Everett watched, transfixed by the subtle dynamics playing out on screen. The way Tate's shoulders tensed when Eugene's attention turned to him. The practiced neutrality of his response. These were the mannerisms of someone who had learned exactly how to navigate around anger. "She just wanted to play her music," Lucian's small voice protested. "It wasn't hurting anyone." The slap came suddenly, Eugene's hand striking Tate across the face. "Your sister defies me, and you failed to control the situation. Both of you are disappointments." Tate didn't flinch, didn't touch his reddening cheek. Just like Annabella in the previous footage, he had learned to accept punishment without reaction. "I understand, Father," Tate responded, his voice hollow. Drake paused the footage, the frozen image of Eugene's cold fury and Tat

The truth had a way of carving scars even as it healed old wounds. Eugene sat alone in his cell long after Everett had departed, his carefully constructed world collapsing around him. For the first time in decades, genuine fear coursed through his veins. The familial bonds he had neglected for so long now betrayed him, connecting his children in ways he had never anticipated. He had always assumed Annabella to be too weak, too insignificant to pose any threat, yet she had become the nexus that unravelled everything. Outside in the corridor, Everett leaned against the wall, his breath coming in ragged gasps as the full weight of his father's deception crashed down upon him. Raymond stood nearby, giving the young wolf space while keeping him under watch. The eldest Alpha Heir found himself surprisingly moved by the boy's pain. Through the mate bond,