Daughter-in-law Strikes Harder

With the perfect plan that Eleanor had in mind to execute once and for all, morning at Millers was busier than expected with numerous legs walking back and forth, with assigned tasks being put into action

Eleanor had instructed the head servants, to get every servant extremely busy with extensive cleaning and replacing of old things in the house. From kitchen equipment to sets of porcelain plates, utensils, flower vases, interior designs and so many other things that would not obstruct Dalton’s choice.

That same morning too, they had the measurements of the servants that retained their jobs after the search, for a change of their uniform’s colour and styling. Despite the rowdiness and sounds of objects rather than people, everything was still neatly organized in the right and perfect manner.

Aria had woken up later than she usually did in her peach night dress, which she had woken up at night to change into, and had hours of restlessness before she could sleep again. She rarely had a deep sleep anymore if she didn’t take alcohol to the extreme, but it was ruining her health so she just stuck to using pills.

She felt so tired standing up from the bed and just remained in her resting position, when her phone rang and she had to come down from the bed to pick up her phone which was lying on the dresser. On seeing that it was a scam call, her lips let out an exasperated hiss and she frowned. At that same moment too, someone knocked on the door.

Not wanting to house any room for unnecessary talks and stress thinking it was Alex, she diverted her attention back to her phone and checked what the trending word was that morning.

Ever since she knew that so much published information concerning the Millers usually disappeared before she saw it, she made checking the trendy keywords a task to do every morning.

“It is the cleaning maid, Mrs. Miller. I want to carry out the waste bin,” someone screamed with her might from outside enough for Aria to hear, which kind of assured the billionaire’s wife that Dalton was never someone to use such petty schemes, if he was really the one.

The moment Aria’s hand opened the door, two arms grabbed her strongly and yanked her out of the room immediately. That was when her eyes came face to face with the matriarch of the house, who was glaring at her maliciously with so much hatred.

“Throw her out beyond the mansion and never allow her into this place again,” Mrs. Eleanor Miller ordered the guards that carried Aria so respectfully, and immediately carried her out of the mansion as she screamed for them to drop her, since she can walk by herself.

They didn’t listen as per Mrs. Miller’s orders and made sure to move her to the mansion gate by their workshop car, and dropped her by the gate where she walked out of the gate in just the bedroom slippers that she was putting on.

It was an unexpected situation that she had always envisaged to happen, which actually took place at the time she least expected. They had caught her off guard and just allowed her to leave in her night dress and phone. She knew in her heart that Dalton was not home, and that that was why such actions could take place.

Aria walked in slow steps away from the mansion which had no other residential building in so many meters of its area, as she ambled alone on the lonely road away from the mansion.

She checked her phone and tried calling Collin to come and pick her up if he could, but failed the first three times because she had never saved his phone number on her phone before. She never did with anyone’s phone number.

The final attempt to get the number that seemed muddled up in her head probably because of anxiety, turned out to be the right one, as she just told him a few things that would not get him all worked up. Few minutes later after she had called him, a car swerved before her and parked as Collin came out of the car.

He drove the car slowly without asking her anything and just stopped by a store, to pick a few dresses he thought were good enough to change into, while she remained in the car. After he was done buying a few more things and came back to the car, he asked if they could drive to his house and she affirmed by nodding.

Aria liked the simplicity of his luxurious house that was a standalone in a nice neighborhood, as he drove into his compound and helped her come down from the car.

They both made their way into the house with Collin showing her the right path, through the kind of complicated building structure of the house with so much detail.

He served her a light breakfast that would just help her feel better, and told her where the bathroom was in case she wanted to change from the dress she was wearing. Trying to think of what other things she could want to use without making it obvious, her voice caught him unawares and he liked the sound of it.

“Thank you so much, Collin. I guess meeting you is just as perfect as you almost are,” she smiled and said to him.

“You are welcome, Ri,” he paused, wondering if that was the right time to bring the issue up, “I am really trying hard not to ask about what happened, but it is really hard to see you in this kind of state,” Collin said flatly.

“I guess his mama is tired of seeing me in his house, and I was compelled out of the mansion this morning as you can see,” Aria said nonchalantly and took a bite from her food, as Collin gritted his teeth in anger at what he was hearing.

“And where is that bastard?! If he and his family don’t want you, then they should let you go! Instead of making you go through shit like this. You deserve more!” Collin stated with so much anger in him, while acting comported so as not to lose his cool before her.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

“It doesn’t matter. This is probably for the good, because I can get rest to myself without anyone knowing my whereabouts. The alibi that I was cast away from the house is a solid backup. So sorry I had to stress you so much,” she apologized instead, wanting to stop the talks about her relation with the Millers.

Aria changed into one of the flowery dresses he bought her and sat at the balcony of the house, where she could think and stare at spaces without anyone’s interruption.

Collin had to return back to the company to sort out his job as the CEO, leaving her alone in the house after making sure everything was in the right place and at her reach.

She switched off her phone so that no one would be able to track her location, if by any chance they were bothered about her. She didn’t need to be told, because she knew. Even if she hated the way he acted and many things about him, she knew that he would still look for her and that he probably meant his words.

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Dalton was done with his business meeting and trip for the month which was held in China, as Alex drove him back to the airport since he had booked the earliest flight back home.

The assistant already got a hearing of what had happened in the house from one of the control officers, but decided to allow them to arrive back at the country so that Dalton would not end up ruining things.

The assistant knew that even with his boss’s attitude and manner of actions, he seemed to care for his wife even if he tried not to show it. If it was all in the past that they had a business trip before, Dalton would have preferred to remain in the other country for days, working remotely. But he was even in a haste to travel back.

He was not sure if it was a strategy from the intelligent man who didn’t tell him many things, or if his giant had been enamoured by the lady he never cared about before. Either way, he would just wait till the ending of things.

The Miller’s entourage of the most trained guards were already waiting by the airport, with the car that would drive both the assistant and billionaire back to the mansion. That was when the real trouble spiked up.

Alex had acted surprised when they were both about to enter the mansion, which now had an entirely different and aesthetic look from how they left it. He quickly informed Dalton of the supposed news that he said had just been told of, so that the cold billionaire would not end up blaming him for most of it.

On hearing of what had happened in his absence, Dalton stormed into the mansion which now had a really beautiful look than before. He walked up to the stairs immediately, that now had two new winged artifacts to each end. He made his way to Aria’s room first and pushed the door open, only to discover that everything in the room had been changed.

The walls in the room now had portraits of Hailey, with a different arrangement and background setting. Even the room now had a different scent unlike before, which made Dalton more raged as his body shuddered in intense heat. Alex ran immediately to the other side of the stairs intersection, and called out every one of the sisters and even his mother.

The commotion was evident with the way Dalton made his way in, that the maids who saw him began to anticipate the trouble that would fall upon them.

“Where is Aria?!” Dalton demanded immediately he saw his mother, walking majestically out of her room like she had done something grand. She looked unfazed.

“I have finally casted her out of our lives for good. The real lady has to take the place now,” Eleanor replied to her son with every ounce of strength left with her to remain unflinched, while Ellen almost froze to the spot when she heard what her mother had done.

“Everyone of you here, is given a maximum of twelve hours to find that lady. Else, I would throw you all out of this house, family and country,” he threatened ferociously, and they knew that he meant it.