All Chapters of Rise Of The Hidden Heiress: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

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161. Allister Blackwaters

~Jess~Agnes’s apartment is the true definition of luxury.One wouldn’t expect less, knowing the type of family she comes from and the fact that she is damn good at interior decoration.She decorated my current apartment when I was still in Uni, and when I got back to Silver Valley, I didn’t see the need to change the decoration because it‘s still perfect to me, and it does remind me of several old memories.We’re lounging beside her outdoor swimming pool, watching the vast landscape that towers above the land her house is built on.“Gosh, your home is a dream, Aggy,” I groan, adjusting my glasses. “If I ever want to get an apartment that lets me escape the bustle of Ashmere city, I will definitely look toward this area.”“So true,” Ursula agrees. “It’s like an easy escape from reality.”“But it’s quite far from Blemn. I was thinking of renting a small studio apartment at Blemn, and visit this one during weekends. But I don’t want to, anymore,” She says, looking sad.“Why not?” I ask

162. Helper

Twenty minutes later, I pull into the parking lot of Silver Valley Medical Center. I hurry past the reception area and take the elevator instead.Stephanie is in the waiting area, her arm around a young, heavily pregnant lady who can’t be more than twenty or twenty-one. Seated beside them is another lady, who is staring forward like she’s oblivious of the two people beside her.The pregnant girl’s shoulders are hunched protectively, her body language screaming vulnerability.Stephanie looks up with relief when she sees me. “Dr. White, thank you for coming so quickly.”I approach them hurriedly, my eyes filled with concern. All thoughts of my earlier embarrassment disappear as my professional instincts take over.“Hello, I say gently to the pregnant lady. “I’m Dr. White. Would you like to talk somewhere more private?”The girl looks up, her tired eyes taking me in for a moment. My wolf bristles protectively at the sight of how tired and worn out she looks.Has she even eaten? If yes,

163. Voice of the voiceless

“How many months ago did your upkeep money stop coming?” Calista, the lawyer Allister recommended, asks Gracie. We’ve settled at the meeting spot, with Calista jotting down stuff in a notepad. “Three months ago.” “How was the payment arrangement?” “They made a five percent upfront payment with the agreement that sixty percent will be spread out each month and the remaining 40% will come after delivery.” Calista’s lips drop down in shock, just like mine. “I’m sorry, Miss Gracie,” Calista calls, ‘how much is your f*e in total?” “$2000,” Gracie replies, shocking everyone. “Two thousand what?!” I scream. Calista smiles awkwardly, “You’re joking, right?” Gracie shakes her head, “That was how much Miss Pelton told me I was going to be paid. She said lots of Omegas are venturing into surrogacy, so they are being paid so little. That I’m among the very few getting paid reasonably well because she put in a word for me.” “How much were you paid at the beginning of the process?” “I w

164. A caring Boo

I’m so absorbed in my work that I completely forget about my dinner plans with Allister until my phone’s notification beeped.“Hello, love of my life, just checking that you haven’t forgotten dinner tonight. Lumino lounge, in half an hour. Still coming, Bloom?”I close my eyes, guilt washing over me. “Alli, I’m so sorry, I completely lost track of time.” I quickly reply.Agreeing to help Gracie Melvin with her case meant running several tests on her and noting, especially her viral markers. Some of the test results came out early enough, so I compiled their results with clear explanations and forwarded them to Lawyer Calista.Then I plunged into making findings about Pelton the lawyer. Her full name is Pelton Oxad, and she's just thirty-three, working at one of the other law firms in Ashmere city.I’ve combed the internet thoroughly about her, but every single news report out there about her is impeccable.She is good at her job. Highly praised.Even without being told, I just knew s

165. Drunk amongst Wolves

Lumino Lounge is so serene and exotic as usual.Allister had made a reservation for us, but, surprisingly, he hasn’t shown up yet.A waiter brings forward a bottle of expensive red wine, but before he can open it, I stop him and tell him to come back as I need to urgently use the restroom.Lumino Lounge is so spacious, and they adopted the same spacious pattern for their restrooms.It runs a large span of space.I push inside one of the stalls only to overhear a phone conversation that is on speaker.The person on the other end of the line is dishing out instructions, but the instructions sound very worrisome.“You breathe as she breathes. Always be a step ahead of your game, and don’t mess tonight up. I’m counting on you.”I don’t get the receiver's reply, as she chose that moment to flush the toilet before she heads out of the stall.A few moments later, I push my stall open only to meet Stephanie about to head out.“Steph?” I call, surprised to see her here.“Oh, my goddess, Dr. Whi

166. Carrying out instructions

~Dominic~The elevator doors slide open, and I half-carry, half-drag Jess down the hallway. She's leaning heavily against me, her feet shuffling beneath her, her head lolling against my shoulder."Dom'nic," she slurs, the syllables tangled together. "S'not—where's—I wan' Alli—""Almost there, baby." My voice comes out steady.We stop in front of her door, and I shift my weight, supporting her with one arm while I reach into her purse. My fingers brush past lipstick, keys, her phone—then close around the keycard. I pull it out, swipe it against the lock, and push the door open.Her apartment is dark. I guide her inside, kicking the door shut behind us with my heel."Where-" Jess mumbles, her body swaying. "S'not my-Alli, where is-""I brought you home," I tell her. "You're safe."She's not forming complete sentences. Her eyes keep fluttering shut, then snapping open again, like she's fighting to stay awake and failing.The pink flush from the wine still stains her cheeks, and her hair

167

~Allister~ I’m barely two minutes away from Lumino Lounge when my phone buzzes against my thigh. The screen lights up with Angel’s name. Quickly, I pick up the call and push the phone close to my ear. "Alpha," his voice is clipped. "We have a situation over here. The remaining survivor from the attack on the night of the engagement party is dead." I groan frustratingly. "What happened to him?" "We found him wrapped in his chain around his neck and turned over his chair. By the time my men got to him, he was already gone." I close my eyes for a moment, hating that this whole thing has lingered till this moment. I should have wrapped everything up by now. In fact, if I didn’t get the hint that someone else was after me, I would have ended Jefferson Hoard’s life and have his chapter closed. But I want him to enjoy the little freedom he can for now. I have no plan of attacking him yet, at least until I get to the root of everything. "Where are you now?" I ask Angel. "Th

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Bella Harnan doubles over, gasping, her bound hands pressing against her abdomen.I step forward to crouch down beside her, bringing my face level to hers. "Let me make something very clear. I kept your face intact because I need information. But if you don't give me what I came for, I will take you apart piece by piece, and I will leave your face for last so you can watch the whole time."She shivers and lets out a ragged sound. "I-I can- I’m willing to tell you all you need to know,” she breathes."You have my attention."She sits up slowly, placing her back against the wall and wincing in pain as she places her bound hands on her lap.The initial amusement has faded completely from her face. "I was told to follow Jefferson Hoard for two weeks, to gather all the information I can about him.That was what I was doing when your men captured me. I was only following orders. They told me that when they are ready, they will reach out to me. I will simply hand over everything I know about

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~Jess~The knock on my door pulls me from the depths of sleep.I stir slightly, my body heavy, my mind still wrapped in the haze of unconsciousness.I yawn, stretching lazily beneath the covers, wishing the disturbance at the door to disappear.Instead, another knock comes.And another…Yet another.My eyes instantly snap open.I groan, blinking against the morning light filtering through the curtains.As I push myself up, I glance down and freeze. I'm still in my clothes from last night.Oh, my goddess! I don't remember getting home from Lumino Lounge last night, nor do I remember getting into bed.I do remember taking lots of wine, but that’s... all.Panic surges through me. I throw the covers off and scramble out of bed, my heart hammering against my ribs.My eyes dart around the room, scanning every corner for the presence of a possible intruder.My hands tremble as I check the bathroom, behind the curtains, windows, and the door, searching for any sign that someone has been here

170. Jess cheated

~Allister~I hurry down to Jess's apartment first thing in the morning. I’ve called her several times this morning, but she never picked up.When I finished up at the dungeon last night, it was already late, so I dropped her a couple of messages apologizing for my absence again.But when I woke up this morning, there was no reply to any of my messages, and when I called, she didn’t pick up.So I had to hurry down to her apartment to see her.I knock, and a moment later, Jess pulls the door open. When she sees me, her expression melts instantly as she smiles."Alli," she calls warmly. "Why are you here this early in the morning?"I smile back at her, relief washing through me at the sight of her."I'm sorry again about last night, Bloom,” I tell her. “I've been trying to reach you, but you didn't pick up. You haven't replied to any of my messages. I thought you were mad at me, so I came to see you."Jess is smiling, her earlier frustration gone. I open my arms for a hug, but I notice s

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