A Broken Alpha Heiress’s Revenge celebrating, the Ebonclaw couple threw a lavish send-off party for Scarlett.
The entire city’s elite had been invited. Scarlett wore a million-dollar designer gown and a diamond tiara, smiling like the fairytale princess she always pretended to be. I stood nearby in plain clothes, watching it all fall apart as the police led me away. That night should’ve been my beginning. Instead, it marked the end of everything I thought I knew.
Five minutes later, still in my uniform, I made my way toward the Ebonclaw estate’s ballroom.
Servants passed by, throwing confused glances my way.
“Who’s that girl? Why is she dressed like a schoolkid?”
“Probably some part-time server from the hotel. Looks like a summer job.”
“Mr. and Mrs. Vale really went all out for Miss Scarlett-inviting the Empire Hotel’s head chef and all.”
“Yeah, they really adore her.”
One of them stopped as they walked past me. “You’d better change into the proper uniform. The guests are important-don’t embarrass the household.”
Then she walked off, just like that. As if I was invisible.
I stood still.
Kael told me this was a welcome-back dinner. He didn’t say they’d invited outsiders.
Was this really meant to honor me? Or was it just another twisted way to parade my shame?
They arrested me in front of the city’s elite. Now they wanted to welcome me back in front of the same people?
I turned to leave.
But Kael appeared at the end of the hall.
His eyes fell on me. His face twisted.
“I told you to change,” he barked. “What the hell are you wearing? Do you even understand what kind of event this is?”
I opened my mouth to respond, but he cut me off.
“You came out of prison looking like a disaster, and now you want to stand here looking pitiful again? Trying to make people pity you, to paint us as monsters? Riley, you’re disgusting. You haven’t changed one bit.”
He reached for my arm.
I stepped away.
He missed.
“You’re seriously dodging me now?”
I looked him in the eye. That same hateful, disgusted glare I’d endured for three years. Back then, it tore me apart. Now, it felt… empty.
“I don’t have a dress,” I said.
“Then buy one!” he snapped.
“I have no money.”
Kael’s face turned red with rage.
“You lived here for three years. We gave you everything-food, a roof, clothes. You got half a million transferred into your account every month. That’s eighteen million in total! Don’t tell me you couldn’t afford a damn dress.”
I didn’t flinch. “I never got a single cent.”
He sneered. “Liar. You think I won’t prove it?”
He pulled out his phone and called the finance department.
“You’re on speaker,” he said. “Tell me how much we transferred into Riley’s account each month.”
Riley’s POV
A pause.
Then: “Miss Riley? Sir, we never made any deposits into her account.”
“What?” Kael’s voice cracked.
“Luna Zara said Miss Riley came from… a less privileged background. She was concerned money would lead her astray. Since Miss Riley lived on the estate with all her basic needs covered, the allowance was canceled.”
I stood silent.
But I felt him cracking beside me.
“And… Luna Zara raised Miss Scarlett’s allowance to a million a month. Said it was to compensate for Riley’s return. Surely you were aware of that, sir?”
The crowd was growing around us.
Everyone had heard the voice coming from the speakerphone.
A Broken Alpha Heiress’s Revenge
Stunned silence followed. Even the music in the distance felt like it had dulled to a whisper.
The Ebonclaw Pack might not be the most powerful in the South, but they were certainly one of the most respected elite packs. In circles like these, it was unheard of for a daughter of the house to receive nothing-not a single cent in allowance each month. But here I was. The only daughter by blood. Not even a dime to my name.
And suddenly, everything about me made sense to them. The worn-out high school uniform. The lack of even a halfway decent dress for a formal event. The hollow eyes.
They started whispering.
“No wonder she looks like that…”
“Isn’t she the real daughter? And Scarlett’s the adopted one?”
“She didn’t get a penny? Not even once?”
“Wow… the Vale family’s really something.”
They weren’t wrong. It was laughable. Born into privilege, yet stripped of everything. Scarlett-their darling-was pampered with a monthly allowance of a hundred thousand. While I, their actual daughter, was left with nothing but an old school uniform and the sting of forgotten birthdays.
I stood there silently, watching the truth finally sink in for them. For Kael. For my so-called parents.
Kael, his face turning crimson with shame and disbelief, tried one last time to salvage the family’s dignity.
“Even if finance didn’t send you money, surely Mom and Dad gave you some personally, right?” he snapped, clinging to denial.
I smiled, not kindly. My gaze slid to Alpha Alaric and Luna Zara-my “parents.” “If they did, you can ask them directly. After all, you never believed a word I said. But surely, you’ll believe them.”
Alaric looked like he’d been punched. His shoulders stiffened, avoiding my eyes.
“I thought… I assumed you two were giving her money,” he muttered, voice barely audible.
Luna Zara looked like she wanted the ground to swallow her whole. Tears welled in her eyes-crocodile tears, if you asked me. “Sweetheart, if you were struggling, you should’ve said something. I would have helped you right away,” she said, voice trembling. “It’s my fault for not noticing sooner, but please know-I’ve always loved you just the same as Scarlett.”
I stared at her, my expression void of emotion, only a faint smile lingering at the corners of my mouth.
The woman who had ordered the finance department to cut me off. Who increased Scarlett’s allowance out of pity-for her, not for me. The same woman now pretending she hadn’t noticed my threadbare clothes, my shrinking presence, my desperation.
She wasn’t blind. She simply didn’t care.
This whole display of remorse was for the audience. Nothing more.
And fortunately, I’d already shed my illusions.
I had no expectations left, which meant they had no power over me.
I caught Kael’s flicker of guilt-and just as quickly, the frustration overtook it. “What, you couldn’t just say something?” he barked. “We’re not mind-readers, Riley! If you needed money, all you had to do was ask. You think we’d just let you go without?”
“I did ask,” I said quietly, my voice like ice. “You just didn’t care.”
He opened his mouth to argue-but I saw it, that flicker of doubt.
A memory was returning.
I saw it in his face.
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