Daughter-in-law Strikes Harder

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Emma’s room

“What… do.. you mean? Who is that? What are you even saying?” Emma asked Aria with a puzzled look on her face, and the billionaire’s wife was glaring really hard at her. She had so many things to say and ask, but she was being calm to watch what would happen.

“You know very well what I am saying. You are MAS and you know what I am trying to say. The clothes, lingeries, facial masks, are all hidden in your dressing room,” Aria persisted with a scornful look on her face, as she posed the violent aura like she was going to beat Emma if she denied any further.

“And I cannot own anything I wish because I might be sharing the same fun clothing with a dancer?”

“Oh girl. Don’t try to play dumb with me. It sounds really stupid for you to say that you do not know who MAS is. I mean how wouldn’t you know the good masked bitch, who had been calling out your family on social media for their wrong doings. How do you think Dalton would feel if he knows that you are the mastermind behind one of his stress?” Aria, who wasn’t willing to give up until Emma admitted it continued to be rude.

“You caused the fire alarm didn’t you? What are you trying to do here?” Emma finally switched her good girl tone to sassy, and arched an eyebrow at Aria.

‘Now that was it.’

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. I did everything you accused me of, so you should start talking too. Why are you helping me against your family?” Aria asked after taking a seat on the couch that was next to her, and crossed her legs so comfortably.

“I do not know what you are saying, so get out of my room!” Emma yelled.

“I have made my findings, so you better start dropping what I want to hear. Every single thing,” Aria pulled her jaw upwards and her gaze to meet hers, and Emma got intimidated by her action.

“And why should I tell you that? If you are going to screw me over, then tell Dalton already. Stop trying to make a fool here!” Emma gritted her teeth as she turned to the direction where Aria was now sitting. She wasn’t enjoying the change of games anymore.

“It doesn’t matter, darling. Are you the one who has been trying to kill me under the pretense of helping me?” Aria continued her questioning without a filter, as she was determined to get answers to every question that had been suffocating her mind for too long.

“No! I am not the one. I would never do that!” Emma denied the allegations immediately in fear and anxiousness, because she hated to be associated with something that criminal, “I have been helping you because I have conscience, okay! It was hard to watch you suffer, and I’ve been trying to help you the best I can.”

“So, I assume you know who has been doing all these things right?” Aria cut in immediately Emma finished her sentence, and it made the youngest daughter of the family gasp silently. She became scared.

“No.. no. I don’t,” she stuttered, “I was thinking you could figure out the person, since you are the one at the center.”

“Then you must have an idea then,” Aria continued to interrogate, and Emma was tough on the spot.

‘There was no way that she was selling her family again to an unthankful bitch, if it was her brother’s wife again.’

“No, I don’t. It has really been hard, and the person has been meticulous. That was why those dashcams I sent you had nothing much.”

“I think you’ve edited some important parts out though. Why did you send me to Eva’s art gallery? Was that just a random thought on your own part too?” Aria stood up immediately and questioned aggressively, as she moved closer to Emma, who began to retreat immediately. The pressure Aria was putting on her was too unbearable.

“I work with someone too, and I got most of the information I’m giving you from them. Can you please leave me alone? You are making me regret that I’ve helped you,” Emma almost began to cry after answering every of Aria’s unending questions, but the billionaire’s wife’s questioning session seemed to not have come to an end.

Aria paused for a while to listen to what could be going on around the mansion, and ambled away to the main door that led to Emma’s room. She shut it tight immediately, and turned back to where Emma was standing in fear.

“Then you have to help me. Work with me to catch the perpetrator and put them in jail. Help me with every bit of information you have,” Aria tried to negotiate, knowing well that there was no way that she could do it alone.

“No. I cannot. I have to remain anonymous till the very end, and that is why I have every one of my accounts deleted. I just want to stay low. I cannot help you,” Emma refused Aria’s offer immediately.

“I think you will. If you do not want the videos of where you use as your dancing room in your secret hotel lounge, to get exposed to your family first. My agent is working on it already. And for our conversation, I’ve been recording it,” Aria threatened with a malicious smirk, as she gazed heavily upon the young lady who was now terrified.

She couldn’t believe that Aria would threaten her like that.

“Why are you doing this to me?” Emma cried out as tears trickled down her cheeks. She was really scared that Aria’s threat would end up messing her up.

“I am sorry I have to do this to you, but you have to help me. I need you to finish this. And do not forget, you owe me one from your mother’s birthday,” Aria’s tone was a little nicer this time, just to assure Emma that she was not trying to mess her up with the plans.

“Fine! I’ll help. But you face to keep me anonymous till the very end. Please, I am begging you. No one can find out. Definitely no one,” Emma finally succumbed to Aria’s wishes with pleas, because she knew that she was already in a pickle. Aria was not going to let go of her until she got what she wanted.

“Now, that is the spirit. We will continue to email, through a new email. Seems like my own one is busted,” Aria informed her with a bright smile and walked over to where she was standing, “No one would find out,” she assured her, and began to stride slowly towards the door.

“And one more thing, you should be very careful. Eva wouldn’t hesitate to kill you with her own hands, if she finds out that you are working with me,” Aria warned with a smile.

“What… What exactly are you saying?” Emma stuttered, with her eyes wide open in shock. She was totally out of her mind already.

“You know what I’m saying, sweetheart. Your dear psychotic sister that you have been trying to hide from ever since you found out about her, that you have tried to expose in your own best way, will murder you in cold blood if she gets to know about even the slightest glimpse of your involvement,” Aria repeated again slowly and mercilessly this time.

‘The battle line had been drawn, and she would see everyone involved in their graves.’

…..•~•…..

Aria walked out of the room immediately and called her private investigator to book a flight for her, as she stormed past Ellen who was wondering why her brother’s wife had just come out of Eva’s room. She ran in quickly to see what had happened.

She entered back into the room with some kind of tension, and immediately went to pick up the bottle of tequila that she had put among her clothes in the dressing room. It had been a while since she took liquor, and she needed it badly at that point.

‘The secrets that she had found out about the Miller sisters in just a few days were all suffocating.’

As she sipped gently and sat on the couch to think of what was next, she began to feel lightheaded and dizzy. Her eyes spun upside down in the room, as she looked at the bottle again in confusion to know if she was drinking the right thing. She was already too weak and unable to stable.

‘Shit. What was in her drink?’ she thought, as she blacked out instantly.

She entered back into the room with some kind of tension, and picked the bottle of tequila that she had put among her clothes in the dressing room. It had been a while since she took liquor, and she needed it badly.

As she sipped gently and sat on the couch to think of what was next, she began to feel lightheaded and dizzy. Her eyes spun upside down in the room, as she looked at the bottle again in confusion to know if she was drinking the right thing. She was already too weak and unable to stable.

‘Shit. What was in her drink?’ she blacked out.