All Chapters of The Alpha’s Hidden Heiress: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

ARIA'S POV The boutique’s atmosphere suddenly felt suffocating, the air too thick to breathe. My hands clutched the fabric of the dress I was wearing, and my mind raced. The last time I had seen Linda and Dante was months ago, and back then, everything between us had been sharp edges and unspoken resentment. So why now, as they stood just a few feet away, did Linda smile warmly as if nothing had ever happened?I couldn’t move. My feet felt like they were glued to the floor as I stared at them. Time went by, and I suddenly realized that I must have been standing still for longer than I thought because, to my surprise, Linda was the one who came up to me."Aria, are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost," Linda's voice was cheerful, her smile wide. “It’s been such a long time!”I blinked, trying to process what was actually happening. Was I imagining things? Friendly? Warm? Linda? The woman who once made it clear that she couldn’t stand me? The same Linda who was always ready

ARIA'S POVThe day of the launch had finally come. My heart raced as I stood in the waiting area, taking deep breaths to calm myself. Evelyn had already gone ahead to the venue full of energy as she prepared to impress the guests. I told her I would follow shortly. This was my first public appearance, and I needed a moment alone to gather myself.I adjusted the green satin dress Evelyn had chosen for me, its fabric cool against my skin. I felt a strange mix of excitement and fear. What if they don’t like my work? What if I mess up? My thoughts spiraled, but I shook my head. “No, Aria, you’ve worked too hard for this. You belong here,” I whispered to myself.As I smoothed my dress and prepared to walk into the venue, my phone buzzed in my clutch. For a moment, I considered ignoring it, thinking it might be Evelyn or some last minute update about the launch. But when I glanced at the screen, I saw “Mother” flashing, and my heart softened.I swiped to answer, holding the phone to my

ARIA'S POV Just when I thought that I was done answering unexpected questions, someone else suddenly stood up, his pen ready over his notepad. “Ms. Aria,” he began, “you mentioned your identity as the Griffith princess earlier. Why did you keep your identity hidden for so long?”The whispers started again, but I took a deep breath. “My identity wasn’t something I intentionally hid,” I replied. “It was just not relevant to my work. I wanted to build a career based on my talent, not my name.”The whispers grew louder, and another reporter quickly followed up. “Did your family know about this? Were they supportive of your decision to stay under the radar?”I hesitated for a moment before answering. “My family has always supported me in their own way. They understood that I needed to find my path independently.”A woman in the crowd raised her hand, her tone sharp. “Does that mean the Griffith Alpha approved of you working as a designer instead of taking on more... traditional duties as

ARIA'S POVA few minutes after Alpha Ezra’s warning, the room was still buzzing with tension as reporters continued to talk over one another. At that moment, I felt overwhelmed. Just as I was about to speak again, Dante finally took action. He raised his hand, and his commanding presence alone seemed to quiet the room.“Enough,” he said, his voice firm but calm. “This is not the time or place for such personal interrogations.”The murmurs died down a bit, but a few persistent reporters persisted.“Alpha Dante,” one said, stepping forward, “don’t you think the public deserves to know more about Aria’s personal life?”Dante’s gaze hardened, and he gestured towards me. “This event is about Aria’s work, her accomplishments, and her talent. I suggest we keep our focus where it belongs.”There was a moment of hesitation, the reporters glancing at one another. Finally, a few nodded, seemingly moved by his words.“I think we can all agree,” Dante continued, his tone softening, “that Aria ha

LINDA'S POV The entire mansion was filled with a lot of activity. My mother, friends, and even the servants were all around me, moving around quickly like moths drawn to a warm light.The air smelled of lavender and sage, and the faint sound of chants could be heard from the ceremonial grounds outside. It was finally my wedding day, the moment I had waited for my entire life, and I couldn’t stop smiling.I was marrying the man I had always loved. Dante.“Hold still, Linda,” my mother said sharply, adjusting my veil for the hundredth time. “You don’t want to look like a mess walking down the aisle, do you?”I rolled my eyes but stayed still. “I’m fine, Mother. It’s perfect.”She stepped back and looked at me with a rare softness in her eyes. “You’ve finally gotten what you wanted,” she said, her voice quiet, almost emotional. “You’re about to marry the man you love. I hope you’re happy.”“I am, Mother,” I said, my voice steady but full of excitement. “I couldn’t be happier.”Her lips