A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 324

Chapter 324

Third Person’s POV

“Refusing to accept failure, blaming others, thinking luck’s always bad, feeling unbalanced and resentful. Wanting to outdo someone, scheming to regain an upper hand and win others‘ respect, Penelope said, shaking her head slowly.

Her voice was calm, like a gentle breeze. “But why obsess over this? Even if you surpass that person, will they suddenly become miserable? Will your victory bring you joy? No. Their happiness doesn’t concern you, and yours isn’t their business. You’re not even a blip on their radar, yet they haunt your thoughts daily. Isn’t that contradictory?”

Velda’s face turned ugly.

Penelope’s words hit home.

They were staggeringly accurate- she had been seeking every chance to outdo Adelaide, to prove her superiority.

This obsession tormented her, kept her sleepless and irritable, her heart a furnace of rage.

But could the person she hated so much truly not care a bit about her? She refused to believe it!

Clenching her fists, she said, “Have you met someone extremely hypocritical? Someone who climbed the ranks on others‘ military merits? Or someone who exploited their father’s and brother’s merits for gain, never satisfied? Or someone who abandoned comrades to capture and torture, yet became a royal member? Does that seem fair to you?”

Penelope smiled, wrinkles crinkling at the corners of her eyes, looking benevolent.

“Such people exist only in your imagination. How could I have met them?”

Velda’s face twisted in fury, even behind her light veil. “You don’t even believe me.”

“Whether I believe you is irrelevant. What matters is that you do, and it’s eating you alive. You’re unhappy, brimming with anger, and every thought is for others, not yourself. All you nurture is resentment and rage, which will only backfire on you.”

Penelope waved her hand. “I’m tired. What you said the other day, I’ve forgotten. So have the Stormridge Pack folks. Today, as you leave here, everyone’s watching. They’ll believe trouble from civilians will cease.”

Ulrik’s tense nerves finally eased.

He feared Velda’s insolence would anger Penelope, but she rose above it.

wouldn’t listen

and hatred, leaving no room for

the car. Her aura was like a

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Chapter 324

Chapter 324

Third Person’s POV

others, thinking luck’s always bad, feeling unbalanced and resentful. Wanting to outdo

why obsess over this? Even if you surpass that person, will they suddenly become miserable? Will your victory bring you joy? No. Their happiness doesn’t concem you, and yours isn’t their business. You’re not even a blip on their radar, yet they haunt your thoughts daily.

Velda’s face turned ugly.

Penelope’s words hit home.

seeking every chance

kept her sleepless and irritable, her

the person she hated so much truly not care a bit about her? She refused

father’s and brother’s merits for gain, never satisfied? Or someone who abandoned comrades to capture and torture, yet became

smiled, wrinkles crinkling at the corners of her eyes,

exist only in your imagination. How could

fury, even behind her light

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that you do, and it’s eating you alive. You’re unhappy, brimming with anger, and every thought is

I’ve forgotten. So have the Stormridge Pack folks. Today, as you leave here, everyone’s watching. They’ll believe trouble from civilians will

Ulrik’s tense nerves

lly eased.

would anger Penelope,

wouldn’t listen

heart was brimming with resentment and hatred, leaving no room for

silently entered the car. Her aura was like a biting north wind,

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vehicle for a long while

the car started, the

cedar and scorched sulfur–guilt and pain