Alpha Family Put Their Princess on Trial Chapter 06

Alpha Family Put Their Princess on Trial Chapter 06

“What? Not guilty again?!”

“Why isn’t it established this time either? Is there more to this story?”

Tristan, Evelyn, and Callum were furious, but after what happened last time, they didn’t dare say much.

Their faces dark with frustration, the screen began extracting my memories.

At school, a group of girls dragged me into the bathroom.

They dumped filthy water over my head. Then they came at me — feet, brooms, mops — slamming into me again and again and again. Hit after hit. Kick after kick. I lost count.

One hit after another.

One kick after another.

When they finally wore themselves out, I saw who was leading them.

Natalia.

Natalia grinned at me, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “You think a pathetic, lowborn slut like you deserves to breathe the same air as me?”

“This is just an appetizer,” she said. “As long as you stay in Ghostpine Pack, I have a hundred ways to make your life a living hell. And trust me — they’re going to get a thousand times worse.”

“Here’s the deal,” she said. “I’ll give you ten thousand dollars. You crawl back to whatever hole you came from. And I’ll stop. Deal?”

No.

No. I couldn’t go back. I couldn’t.

My whole body shaking, I frantically shook my head.

I begged her — begged her — not to send me back to that place.

But Natalia thought I was defying her.

Her smile vanished instantly. Her face went cold.

She pulled out her phone.

“You ungrateful little bitch,” she spat. “Fine. You asked for this. Now I’m going to destroy you.”

“Tear her clothes off,” she ordered. “Every last piece. I’m going to film every disgusting inch of her and show the whole world what a worthless whore she really is.”

“No — please — don’t,” I begged.

I fought with everything I had, but it was no use.

When school let out, Natalia walked past me, looking at the photos on her phone, and made me bark like a dog.

I looked at her with hollow, heartbroken eyes.

“Why are you doing this to me?” I asked. “Aren’t you afraid I’ll tell our parents?”

Natalia burst out laughing — a loud, ugly, cruel laugh.

She laughed so hard tears rolled down her cheeks.

“Oh, my poor, stupid sister,” she said. “You still don’t see it, do you? I guess I need to teach you another lesson.”

Then she ordered her followers to strip off my torn, filthy uniform.

And put it on herself.

And then came her act. Her lies. And Tristan, Evelyn, and Callum punished me without ever asking for my side.

The screen froze on the final image — my father forcing me to kneel in front of the packhouse, forbidding me to get up.

Callum’s breathing turned rapid and ragged.

“No,” he said. “This memory is wrong. Giselle is lying.”

“Natalia would never bully anyone. This memory is fabricated. All of it.”

The Howl Stream exploded with comments again.

“Memories extracted by The Logicore can’t be wrong.”

“This brother’s bias is off the charts. He’s still defending that liar Natalia after seeing all this?”

Callum read the comments and fell silent.

Tristan’s face darkened. “To be fair, Giselle brought some of this on herself. If she hadn’t refused to leave, Natalia wouldn’t have done this to her.”

Evelyn nodded in agreement. “Exactly. Natalia offered her ten thousand dollars to leave. She said no.”

“She hasn’t mentioned her foster parents once since she came back,” Evelyn added. “If you ask me, Giselle is just a social climber. She’s only here for our money.”

“No wonder Natalia wanted to mess with her.”

The Howl Stream exploded again.

“What?! I can’t breathe right now. This is making me sick.”

“Even now, they’re still blaming Giselle. Oh my god, I’m going to lose my mind.”

“My heart breaks for Giselle. I have no idea how she survived three years in that house. If that were my family, I would have taken the money and run.”

“Right. Why doesn’t Giselle just go back to her foster parents? It’s got to be better than this family.”

I read the comments and let out a bitter, hollow laugh.

Why didn’t I go back to my foster parents?

Because compared to this, that place was a deeper hell.

But Callum didn’t know that. He thought he’d found the winning argument. He sneered at me.

“Giselle, don’t think just because people are talking to you, you’re innocent,” he said. “Selfish, rotten people like you don’t deserve to live. Just wait for the third memory. You’re going to be put down.”

“You drove Natalia to kill herself three times,” he said. “There’s no way you didn’t do something wrong.”