Daughter-in-law Strikes Harder

There were grand preparations going on in the mansion that evening, as every kitchen servant kept moving back and forth from the kitchen to the dining room.

Eleanor had sent a text message to all her children hours ago, about the dinner feast she had decided to host without telling them the real reason why.

Emma, who was bringing her boyfriend home to meet her mother, had the strong affirmation in her heart that she was in love with him, and was ready to get married to him regardless of what anyone would say.

She had actually hidden her status as a daughter of the Miller’s family from him, since his home was in Scotland and it had been a very long time since he visited America.

She knew that the chances of her mother rejecting him was higher, because he wasn’t even as wealthy as she would have wanted, or had a high class family that would match their family’s class level.

But she was still convinced in her heart that Dalton would support her, regardless of whatever tantrums her mother would end up throwing. She only wanted her brother’s affirmation.

Since Emma had not told her boyfriend the exact family she came from except telling him that they were wealthy, she made sure to give him the most expensive new-in designer suit the previous day apart from the ones he had received, so as to put on a good impression of him before her family.

They met when she was on a vacation to Cuba two months back, and they had a short fling together for a few weeks.

He was sweet, cool and everything she wanted in a guy, even when she had not told him that she was from a very wealthy home, that would probably make him put on a facade. He could even see the nobleness in her.

When he left Cuba before her because of some important business he had to do, they still contacted one another and video chatted frequently too. She was already head over heels.

When he told her that he was going on another trip to Puerto Rico, she flew down to go see him without disclosing to her mother that it wasn’t her usual vacation trip. And they started dating afterwards.

She spent so much for him and did everything she could to make him happy, because he put so much laughter into her beautiful thirty four year old self. If her mother would have blamed anything, it would have to be her feeble heart. She had a soft heart just like her father.

The trip was cut short when she had to return back to attend her grandfather’s celebration at the Aldertano tower, but they still did not break out even if it was a distant relationship, because he told her that he would visit America to see her soon.

When he really came down to the states after three weeks, they didn’t really meet that much because he was busy doing so many things. Because of her deep love for him and strong attachment, she decided to just put an end to everything by engaging him. And he didn’t refuse the offer either.

Emma had lied to her mother that they had met six months ago, because she could not just cope with her mother’s nagging the way her sister would. And she also told Eleanor that it was meant to be a simple gathering and nothing extravagant, but she should have known better to realize whom she was talking to.

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Dalton, who had the entire day after lunch ruined because of what he had to witness unfold before his eyes, ended the day with the meeting and took the rest of the day off at his personal suite. He didn’t make a scene or do anything even after what he saw, paid for the reservations and left quietly before anyone would notice.

It left Alex in a further confused and disturbed state, about when his boss started to withhold his anger without doing anything to feel better. He had expected him to sue the owner of the hotel, cause so many problems for the staff, whisk Aria home at that instant, and even try to blacklist Collin from the business industry.

‘Something was definitely wrong with his boss.’

After Aria left the restaurant together with Collin, she called the doctor on her phone to confirm if Anna could come for another medical checkup. Collin offered to take her home but she vehemently refused, knowing how mad and violent Dalton could get if he was to see something of such. She would not dare risk Collin’s beautiful face for a punch.

The chauffeur she ordered came afterwards to pick her up, and she used the nearest payphone to a bus stop, to call the private investigator. He told her that he would drop the files he found in a public locker together with a USB, and informed her that he had made several outlines and edits that would make her understand the videos.

She also had to drop the remaining balance of the money that she was meant to pay him for the job. But that had to wait till she was able to drive her own car, even when no one would have the slightest idea of when her hand was fit enough to drive. That way, she would escape unnecessary trailing.Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

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Sitting in a corner inside the building of an evening club that was resounding with loud blasting music, were two men of almost the same build sitting on a comfortable chair close to the wall. In front of them was a glass table that was placed with different wines and alcoholic wines of sorts, and glass cups filled with liquors that had been drunk halfway.

They were both laughing about a certain discussion that was the topic of the subject, in which the one who had a beard by the right got serious into the main talk after a while.

“I think you should put an end to this before things get out of hand. The only way to get money is just by dating her, and you’ve gotten a reasonable amount of money. Do not make it too obvious and end it,” Jefferson advised his friend, who was neither playing nor taking him seriously. He just gulped on more drinks.

“I would inform her when she drops bills for this last project. It really means so much to me. And for blackmailing, I would have probably tried that. What reporter doesn’t want the news, that the daughter of the prestigious Millers is a nightclub dancer,” his lips twisted into a smirk as he snickered, and chugged down the entire glass cup of another liquor.

“Then her brother will kill you. Dalton Miller is never to mess with and you know that. If you’ve not really heard much about him, then you should know now. That guy is a psycho,” Jefferson warned sternly.

“If I had our sex tape, it would have been so good. It only takes bargaining,” Damon said again, convinced that his skills would do the perfect job. He didn’t see any reason to be so terrified and scared of a man, who was just the same gender as him.

“Then it will be from striking a deal, to building a house out of the grave yard. Just end things with her. The earlier the better. You have a new life now, remember?” The cute bearded man kept talking to his friend without relenting, as he puffed on the roll of cigarette he had in between his fingers.

“She totally wants me to meet her family now. I mean, I’m not ready for that,” he groaned.

“You love her, don’t you?” Jefferson tried to inquire. He knew that his smart friend was a mess, who couldn’t organize everything about him in the right manner. Things that really messed him up.

He was a traveler who went from places to places for vacation, and would end up having a fling with any female who was willing. He had once had a very serious relationship years back that failed due to unknown reasons, and he was seeming to give the one that was getting to his soft spot again, a chance.

“I don’t love her. I just care for her, and she really likes me too. She is wealthy and will do anything for me. I should definitely go for it. Anyways, the meeting or whatever is two hours from now. I should go,” he stood up and took in the last glass of wine.

‘Maybe he should just finally agree to her proposal and get married, or he should keep waiting a little longer to see what would later happen. Well, time would tell.’