Daughter-in-law Strikes Harder

“How is it so difficult to get this person’s page down? What do I pay you for Alex?!” Dalton, whose day had started unlikely, demanded angrily, as his eyes kept darting to the comments that didn’t stop popping on the tablet screen that was on the table.

They were all slanderous words against the Millers and everyone in the family, with numerous people demanding to know the truth about the post that was written against them.

Most of them were people that had been waiting for the Millers to be on news for negative issues, so that they would take the moment to curse at the Millers out of jealousy and maliciousness.

They could not believe that considering how wealthy and influential the Millers were, they had no dirty secrets or dark past about something they needed to hide. However, they had no deep knowledge about whom they were messing with, and the repercussions of messing with Dalton Miller.

“We have taken every page that is related to the posts that are related to this person, sir. He or she keeps opening a new account to post different derogatory statements, and it gets flooded by people from midnight till the next morning.

They always bring down the account after posting those things, leaving no trace of reasonable ip address that would link to them. It is like they are working as partners with a person, who is highly learned in tech and hacking knowledge. The IT department are……..”

“What are you saying? What is it that I am hearing that sounds so disgusting to know?! Why am I paying those bunch of nitwits, if they cannot tackle problems like this as the best they call themselves? Just get everyone on the team fired!” Dalton roared.

He could not understand how one person or persons would dare mess up with the Millers, and keep getting scot free without even having to face the consequences. Nothing could now irritate him more than what he had to hear from Alex, that some kind of person would be more skilled than the best professionals he hired.

‘Who was that person that could not pay any amount to work for him, rather than choosing to work with a low leveled dancer!’

The user name MAS, was popularly used by the lady that always danced in a black lingerie, and had so many followers who enjoyed her sexy dance moves. It was just like a sort of hobby for her to entertain others without revealing her identity, when she suddenly talked about the Millers in one of her videos.

MAS started posting different things on her social media page about the Millers, about how terrible of people they were and how bad their private lives were.

How bad they treated their servants for any little mistakes, and how much the entire family tried to put on a facade when they mistreated their own family.

No one understood what that ‘Own family meant for weeks that she on mouthing it, until she finally spilled the beans about

whom she was always talking about.

MAS had rarely mentioned anything about the wife and just always talked about everyone’s attitude in the house, when suddenly she posted about the wicked deeds they had really done against Aria who was Dalton’s wife.

She wrote details of how badly they have maltreated her and showed her evil, which put the entire family in a dilemma of whom it could be that would know every single thing.

Alex, who knew the gravity of what the lady’s previous post which was a day before had caused, tried to find words in his heart that would make the situation look so simple with words, “This time they have opened an official account that had garnered so many followers in few days, and has posted…”This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“I don’t want such bullshit from you Alex, unless you want to stop working this instant! Get your head straight and get anyone you can, to track the page owner right now and bring them before me. Make them see the dire consequence of messing with the Millers!” He paused for some minutes, with his fist trying hard not to dive straight into the desk.

‘Never had he had reasons to be this angry in a long time!’

“All those comments that portray defamation and slander, sue everyone that had participated in them. That would teach people lessons not to spread any shit, that they see or hear someone post about on the internet. You can use the door now,” Dalton ordered. His eyes were blaring with darkness and so much aggravation that could never be measured.

The post which had been taken down a few hours later, did not even seem to affect or even cause any harm to his company.

The ratings seemed to be so fine and even increased by 0. 3% that morning, without any directors or executives in the company having to run around in fear to pull out their stocks.

They could never even think of trying because the last time something of such happened and they panicked, the ones who had pulled out immediately ended up losing everything.

To the extent that every one of the directors who owned their own companies, got canceled by other fellow companies as soon as they ceased to be part of the Millers corporation. It was as though Dalton had instilled some kind of high standards, with the kind of companies he dealt with.

Alex, who was so surprised at how good Dalton had kept his anger from being so evident, knew he had to get something done before the clock crosses the twenty fourth hour to the next day.

Dalton would not sit still if the IT professionals of the company they so called themselves, could not get the matter solved and every problem arising dealt with as soon as possible.

It became more of a wonder and ponder, of who the masked dancer could be, with a high speculation that it could be someone in someone that knew the Millers so well.

Someone who was close enough to know everything that went on in their lives, and could see them happen at every point in time.

The maids became the first suspects.

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Right from afar which was quite a distance from where his classy and dignified self sat, he thought his heart would drop when he watched the figure strut towards the direction of where he was sitting.

She was dressed in a red designer dress adorned with shiny pearls that hugged every corner of her sexy curves, with her hips swaying side to side in a natural way as she moved closer. Her physique, the long straight legs, and beautifully packed ponytail. Everything was nearly perfect

‘How could he ever forget that face?’

Collin could not explain the excess amount of happiness that swept over him, the moment she recognized the table she was supposed to walk to.

He had probably expected that she would have forgotten a bit of his face, because she had seemed to change so much more than the lady he knew in the past. It was more than he could ever imagine or believe.

“OMG, Ri! This is crazy!” He exclaimed immediately she approached the table with a modest smile as usual, unable to hide the rush of mixed emotions that was taking over his thinking at that point in time.

“It is so good to see you, Collin,” she said and smiled brightly this time, revealing her beautiful set of white teeth that complemented perfectly, the red bright color that her lips were redundantly smeared in.

She was so beautiful that he could have lost his touch of a gentleman at that time, just to pick her up and throw her in the air to express how glad he was.

He would have expected her to just sit down like her normal self after shaking hands casually, but she had pulled him closer for a warm hug that could not help but invade his senses.

Judging from everything she was dressed in and how good she looked, he made a speculation in his heart that she would be well to do by herself. Her appearance was so ethereally divine.

Gently pulling from the hug that telepathically communicated many feelings, Aria sat down on the chair that was opposite the one that Collin was seating on. Her eyes looked around where they were both sitting briefly, to enjoy the perfect view of the beautiful nature of the high class atmosphere.

The height of the reservation spot was at the best spot, with so many things around them to feed the eyes with. The sophistication in the air of the place was so evident, that it could instantly remind her of how wealthy the guy in front of her was too.

If she would say it to anyone’s face, he was everything different than Dalton even if he was wealthy too. They were the sharp contrast of one another.

She had chosen the perfect day to meet with Collin, the moment she heard about what was going on with the Millers and the masked dancer.

Without knowing the full details of what had happened and what the post was really about, she knew Alex and Dalton’s other men would be so busy in disorientation, while trying to fix things in order.

It was really good to see someone smile at her, a genuine one that was not filled with scornful expressions and hate for her.

Shortly after Aria arrived and took her seat, one of the waiters came to take their order on what they would like to eat. While they waited for the main course meal to be served, another waiter had come to serve them with the perfect appetizer to suit the theme of the day.

Collin, who was waiting for the perfect time to begin a conversation with her, watched carefully the expressions on her face which indicated that she was obviously ready for anything.

“So, what happened three years ago? How far has your big dream gone?” He started with the first question he had, which was the top one in the hierarchy of his thousand questions.

‘How could he not be so curious about the woman that he had last seen about three years ago?’