Chapter 43: An Ungrateful Child
Chapter 43: An Ungrateful Child
(Olivia’s POV)
Leo’s desperate cries for help echoed through the creche. His small voice cracked with terror as Isadora continued her punishment.
“Mommy! Help me! Please!” he sobbed, reaching toward me with trembling hands.
I watched coldly, my expression unmoved by his pleas. “Why are you calling for me?” I asked with deliberate cruelty. “Ask your beloved Clara and precious sister to save you instead.”
Leo’s tear–filled eyes turned desperately to Clara and Rosalie. “Aunt Clara! Rosie! Help me!”
But Clara immediately stepped backward, pulling Rosalie with her. They distanced themselves from the scene, protecting their own interests.
Rosalie’s sweet facade crumbled as she watched Leo suffer. She made no move to help him.
Leo’s expression grew complex as reality hit him. The people he’d defended so fiercely had abandoned him when he needed them most.
His small face showed confusion and hurt. The lesson was brutal but necessary.
“Now you understand,” I said quietly. “This is who they really are.”
I turned to Matron Maeve with cold authority. “If Rosalie isn’t expelled immediately, I’ll withdraw Leo from this creche.”
“Furthermore, the Crimson Pack will cancel all funding to this institution.”
The other parents quickly joined my threat. Their voices rose in unified agreement.
“We’ll withdraw our pups too if nothing is done.”
“This level of violence cannot be tolerated.”
“Our children’s safety comes first.”
Matron Maeve’s face went pale with panic. Losing the Crimson Pack’s support would destroy the creche financially.
“Very well,” she said with visible reluctance. “Rosalie will be expelled effective immediately.”
Clara and Rosalie glared at me with identical venomous expressions.
Just then, an elegant figure entered the creche. Her expensive clothes and graceful bearing commanded immediate
attention.
Rosalie’s face lit up with calculated sweetness. She ran forward with outstretched arms.
“Grandma!” she called out in her most innocent voice.
The woman was Eleonora Redgrave.
(God’s POV)
Eleonora entered with her usual dignified composure, but she didn’t respond to Rosalie’s sweet greeting.
Isadora immediately released Leo, stepping back respectfully. The young pup crawled across the floor and threw himself
into Eleonora’s arms.
“Grandma!” Leo sobbed against her shoulder. “Aunt Isa hit me, and Mom pressed my face down! It hurt so much!” Eleonora’s sharp gaze fixed on Isadora with obvious displeasure. Her frown deepened as she looked at Olivia.
“Why would you treat Leo this way?” she demanded, her voice carrying clear disapproval.
Isadora quickly defended her actions. “Leo was protecting the pup who attacked Iris. Olivia was just giving him a light demonstration.”
“I was showing him what his precious Rosalie did to his cousin.”
Eleonora’s voice rose with indignation. “Even a light press is unacceptable! What if Leo had suffocated?”
She turned her harsh glare on Isadora. “You’re supposed to be a proper aunt, not a bully!”
Isadora felt her face burn with humiliation.
Being lectured by her mother in front of the pack’s elite was mortifying. She could already imagine the gossip that would follow.
Eleonora found the situation puzzling. She knew Isadora’s strict nature and her firm discipline of Iris.
But Olivia had never used harsh methods with Leo, even when he made serious mistakes. This behavior was completely out of character.
The ignored Rosalie walked up to Eleonora under everyone’s surprised gazes. She looked up with tear–filled eyes. “Grandma,” she called sweetly again. “They don’t want me to study here. I’m so scared.”
The other parents began whispering among themselves with growing excitement.
“If she’s calling Mrs. Redgrave ‘Grandma, she must really be the Alpha’s illegitimate daughter.”
“No wonder Luna Olivia is so furious today.”
“This explains everything.”
Eleonora didn’t dare get too close to Rosalie. She simply patted the pup’s shoulder with careful distance.
“This is the daughter our Theodore has decided to adopt,” she announced to the crowd.
She pointed to Olivia with forced authority. “Rosalie, call her Mom.”
The gathered parents looked stunned. Wealthy pack families rarely adopted pups this old.
Older pups with memories of their original families were considered difficult to integrate into pack hierarchy.
Rosalie walked up to Olivia with calculated innocence. Her voice dropped to a whisper.
“Mom,” she said quietly, watching Olivia’s reaction carefully.
Olivia’s expression remained ice–cold. “I am not your mother.”
Rosalie shot Olivia a malicious look identical to Clara’s before pitifully lowering her head.
Eleonora looked genuinely surprised. “Didn’t you agree to Theodore’s adoption of Rosalie?”
“I haven’t officially agreed to anything,” Olivia replied firmly. “Given her violent behavior, I need to reconsider entirely.” Eleonora tried to persuade her, “Pups need discipline, dear. She can be taught-”
Olivia interrupted sharply. “The person who should discipline her has arrived.”
She gestured toward Clara with obvious contempt. “I’m curious, Eleonora. You fired Clara from Leo’s caregiver position.” “Yet you arranged for her to stay with Rosalie. Don’t you think such indulgence makes a pup who needs discipline even
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Olivia’s gaze swept over Clara’s increasingly pale face. “This pup will never enter the Redgrave family officially.”
The parents‘ disdainful looks fell on Clara as they realized her true status. She was just a caregiver, a glorified nanny.
Eleonora finally noticed Clara standing beside Rosalie. Her face darkened with anger.
“How dare you appear here after being dismissed!” she scolded harshly. “You’re corrupting my granddaughter!”
“You’re fired from all pack duties immediately!”
Clara felt the injustice keenly. She looked to Rosalie for support, but her daughter stepped back several paces.
Rosalie deliberately distanced herself from her mother, abandoning Clara when she needed her most.
Leo stepped protectively in front of Clara, his small chin jutting out defiantly.
“Grandma, this isn’t Aunt Clara’s fault!” he declared firmly.
Leo’s steadfast protection of Clara made Olivia’s gaze lose focus slightly.
He was no different from Rosalie, who had just abandoned her biological mother at the crucial moment.
Olivia couldn’t help but doubt herself. Was there something wrong with her parenting methods?
How could she have raised such an ungrateful pup?
Eleonora quickly pulled Leo to her side, her voice stern with warning.
“If you don’t listen to your mother, I’ll throw away all your toys!”
She feared he might say something inappropriate about the pack’s internal affairs in front of these influential families.
Hearing about his beloved toys, Leo began crying but didn’t dare speak further.
Eleonora harshly drove Clara away like she was casting out a rogue wolf.
After the drama ended, everyone returned to the main issue at hand.
Eleonora vouched for the Redgrave family with practiced authority. “Rosalie will definitely reform. I ask Matron Maeve and the other parents to give her another chance.”
The elite social circles that led from Alpha to heir started at the pup creche level.
If Rosalie was expelled from this top institution, even future acknowledgment by the Redgrave family wouldn’t help her integrate into upper–class pack society.
Eleonora would never allow such a setback to occur.
While people naturally deferred to the former Luna’s personal plea, they looked toward Olivia.
Everyone knew her position in Alpha Theodore’s heart. No one dared take sides easily without her approval.
Eleonora looked directly at Olivia with confident expectation. “I promise to personally discipline the pup until you’re satisfied.”
She had confidence that Olivia would listen. Olivia had never even disciplined Leo harshly herself.
However, Olivia’s response was ice–cold. “You can wait until the pup is properly trained before enrolling her.”
She glanced at her watch disdainfully, “The press conference is about to start. I don’t want to waste time here.”
Eleonora’s perfect composure showed its first c***k. She hadn’t expected such blatant disrespect to her authority. “That’s decided then, Matron Maeve,” Olivia declared with finality.
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The other parents‘ agreement and barely concealed mocking laughter infuriated Eleonora further.
Olivia gave brief instructions to Isadora about Iris’s care, then walked toward the exit.
She completely ignored Eleonora’s attempts to call her back.
This was the first time Eleonora had shown disappointment toward Olivia. But since adopting Rosalie still required Olivia’s consent as Luna, she had to endure the humiliation.
Eleonora knelt beside Rosalie, forcing a comforting smile. “I’ll send you to an even better creche than your brother and
sister attend.”
“And there will be countless gifts waiting for you.”
But Rosalie’s mind was filled with how Olivia had repeatedly humiliated her today.
She picked up a small stone from the ground, her face twisting with rage.
With all her strength, she hurled it at the back of Olivia’s head.
“Bad woman!” she screamed loudly.
Chapter 44: Livvy, What Are You Doing?
