A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 540

Chapter 540

Third Person’s POV

Soon, Sophia was dragged in, her face ashen.

Ivy brought up the wooden box found under her bed and emptied its contents onto the table.

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Along with the pink diamond earrings were numerous other pieces of jewelry, none of them cheap.

Beneath the box were several checks, each for over one hundred thousand dollars, plus two gold bars and some coins.

Priscilla’s eyes widened in shock.

After brewing coffee and sitting up, she now stared at the items on the table.

Picking up a gold necklace, she immediately recognized it as from the Golden Jewelry Store.

She examined a bracelet next; its craftsmanship matched the store’s style as well.

There were over a dozen pieces of jewelry in total, along with the checks and gold bars. A rough estimate put the value at several million dollars.

Initially, Priscilla thought Sophia had stolen these items. But who in the Blackthorn Pack would use jewelry from the Golden Jewelry Store?

Even she had sold off her pieces from there long ago.

Since severing ties with the store, not a single item from it had remained.

the others out. I’ll interrogate her with Priscilla,”

of authority as she led everyone

with shock written on their faces. Their pheromones pulsed with disbelief, and

idea she possessed so many checks and pieces of

door, and her crimson pheromones tensed

the faint blue of wolf claws, demanded, “Caught red–handed,

her lilac pheromones trembling like a candle in

with terror, and the wolf fur on the back of her

situation was orchestrated against her, each breath bringing the

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ice, “If not you, then whose are these checks

never gave me these,”

Sophia such riches, she’d have to reward others similarly, which would be a drain

wolf tail brushed lightly under her skirt, carrying a hint of annoyance from being

“I bought them myself… saved

what? Your monthly wage? Shall I call the accountant to audit your savings?” Adelaide

I was

beaded with sweat, her lilac pheromones now damp with

curling involuntarily, leaving red marks on

“I don’t care where your checks, gold, and jewelry came from. But the pink diamond earrings were found in

lilac pheromones dying instantly. Her face drained of all

theft charge was a pretext; her

despair, her wolf ears drooping, strength

meant