Daughter-in-law Strikes Harder

“How was the party yesterday with your

mother-in-law and Dalton’s sisters? Heard it was Eleanor Miller’s birthday. Did it go well?” Collin asked from the other side of the phone, worried that many things might have gone wrong because of the kind of family she was married into. From the few she had said, he envisaged the worst.

“Wasn’t bad at all,” Aria replied normally, not wanting to talk about the details of the ordeal she had to face with every member of the family, and even Damon who was probably going to become part of the family soon.

It was going to be a catastrophe to be in that kind of setting, because the combination of all of them was vile.

“What you mean wasn’t bad? They are not good people, so I am sure that there would have been so much to worry about. Especially for the fact that there would be an intense need to put on a facade to the invitees. Are you sure you are okay?” He inquired again, extremely worried about her even more than ever, because of his encounter with Dalton the previous night.

“There is never a fine, but we can only be fine,” she said and smiled at the words she had not said in a long time to anyone. Her mind wandered off for a bit in the course of talking, and Collin noticed immediately that her mood had changed. It was now a lot easier for him to tell much about her than before.

“Met your husband at the banquet yesterday. It was quite an intense one. He is one of a kind.”

“He must have been there for some kind of business or very important reason. Never the kind to engage in such ground, for lazy elites who just want to flaunt their generational assets,” Aria stated under her breath, as she tried to ignore the fact that she could feel the invading space of her, that he now left undisturbed. It was something she really loathed him doing, yet it kind of bothered her.

“You sound like you know him so well. I really cannot understand the relationship between you two,” Collin said, while trying not to sound jealous of what he had noticed in both of them.

“I do not know him well, but his principles are not hard to miss. No one wants to spend time studying a narcissistic sociopath,” Aria hissed in exasperation, which swept elation across Collin’s feet at the mention of her words.

“Yeah, and those very principles which are not hard to miss are so obnoxious and annoying. I mean even with his attitude, he still gets what he wants. Always unbeatable with a step ahead,” Collin sounded really pissed this time, like something had gone wrong during their meeting at the party. And it did go wrong.

“Did anything happen at the party?”

“Yes! We were both there for a business proposal and Dalton got the deal. I don’t know how he does it. It’s really crazy,” Collin groaned in frustration, as his fingers played around with the button on the black shirt he was putting on.

Then again, his right arm traveled to his cute messy hair again, as they ran through like it would relieve him of his anger. He had tried to do something impressive even without his father’s knowledge, so as to improve their own companies, but ended up losing it to Dalton again and he really hated it so much. So much to his guts.

“That is the effect of how losing to Dalton makes you feel. The feeling sucks so much that you hate yourself for it,” her voice sounded so irritated, like she could share the same exact feeling that Collin was feeling within him. And maybe she could. Dalton had messed with her too many times.

Collin chuckled at the thought of the next thing that came to his mind, which was if the fact that he had Aria had just talked their longest after meeting again in years.

He had been kind of bothered in his mind that she was avoiding him, but the air seemed to be cleared since she was not awkward like the first time anymore.

“Speaking of which. I need you to do something for me, Collin,” She entered her car immediately and drove out of the underground parking lot, on her way to the orphanage to pick Anna up for her surgery.

The doctor had called her earlier that there was a free booking space for Anna, because the patient who was meant to take their own surgery that day developed complications the night before.

The organ to be transplanted could not be used on the individual anymore. It was the perfect time for her and she was going to make it work at all costs.

“What is that?” Collin’s voice sounded kind of agitated and worried, because she had never asked him for any favor in that kind of tone before.

“I need you to help me run a background check on someone.”

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The face of the young girl lightened up when she saw who was standing in front of the building, as she picked at her heels and ran so fast as her tiny legs could carry her with her ponytail bouncing behind her.

It made the heart of the nun who was watching from where she stood leap in joy, to see that the young girl was responding positively to both treatment and therapy.

Aria, who didn’t expect it, squatted immediately when she felt the tiny hands wrap around her legs, and pulled Anna for her tight and warm hug that she herself needed from someone.

The sincerity of the girl touched her heart so much that she felt like tears would drop from her eyes. The hard feeling she had in her heart initially melted instantly.

“Come Anna, let us get ice cream and cookies first,” Aria grabbed her arms in hers, and opened the door to the front seat of the car for her to hop in. That she was finally going to get a surgery done for Anna to recover, was one of the things that would bring joy to her heart even amidst sadness.

The car drove along the highway on the fastest lane to the hospital, after they stopped for a bowl of ice cream and walnut cookies on the way.

Aria drove so fast so that Anna would be able to get enough time to get prepared for the surgery, with her mind that went back to the discussion she and Emma had the previous night too.

“And why should I get dressed, and attend a party no one wants me at? I mean I’m not even a part of your family.”

“I will propose a really nice deal to you.”

“And what is that about?” Aria asked suspiciously, wondering what kind of deal the last daughter of the Millers would be able to offer her.

“I would give you anything you want, as long as it does not negatively affect my family or me,” Emma’s voice, which was unsure about the deal she was striking, came out much faintly which made Aria wonder if it was a fair deal to her. Every member of the Miller family was never to be trusted.

“Anything I want?” Aria asked again in a mischievous tone, the intensity of her voice kind of instilled fear into Emma. Even if she knew she was striking a dangerous deal, she needed her mother to approve of Damon by all means.

“I think there is a car on our trail,” the tiny voice snapped Aria out of her thought, as her eyes wavered to see if her ears were not playing tricks. Assuming it was Anna wasn’t something she could do instantly, because she had never really heard the young girl talk that audibly before.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Is that you, Anna?” Aria turned to face her and asked gently.

“I think a car is on our trail,” her voice said again.

Aria’s eyes looked to the front mirror to see what was going on behind, wondering what Anna had seen to make her conclude that someone was really trailing them.

As usual she thought it was one of Dalton’s men, but noticed that the suspected car was different from the usual one she had seen a few times.

To be sure that it was probably a coincidence, Aria pressed on the brakes and took the next turn by right from the highway.

The car followed immediately, as Aria swerved to the next turning by the right again and again, as the sake car followed her so vehemently through the lanes she took. It made her realize that Anna was right.

‘If it wasn’t Dalton’s men then who was it?’

As she pressed so hard on the brakes and sped through the underground tunnel road, as the car fired fast after her own car in a hot chase to catch up with her. Quickly, she drove right fast through the tunnel right out immediately, and took the next road turning towards Dalton’s head company.

‘Maybe the car would back off if it realized that it was the end of the journey, especially for the fact that they were going into Dalton’s company.’