Daughter-in-law Strikes Harder

“Do you want to stay here? I think my family pressure might be too much for you to handle,” Dalton turned to Aria and spoke to her in low words, trying to consider her in the best way that he could.

He wanted to ask her so many things too about what really happened at the picnic. The curiosity of what happened was eating him up, and he hated to admit that he was listening to Alex’s advice.

‘It was really weird that he was becoming calmer and nicer than he usually was.’

“No. It is okay. I have a lot to still do anyways,” she chuckled dryly, and turned to the front of the car mirror to check out something insignificant. She needed a distraction.

“Alex is on the move and we are going to get to the bottom of all these incidents. I will not allow anything to happen to you, Ari,” Dalton said to her, with a hundred percent assurance in his eyes.

‘Just how did both of them become like that? Their final goodbye would be more painful than the grand plan ass-kicking parade she planned.’ Her mind whispered to her

“And one more thing. No fights before you and Collin. No clash. Nothing. He saved my life, else I’ll be dead by now,” she reminded for the tenth time, the promise he made to her. He had forced her to reveal who helped her heal, and she had to mention Collin.

“That bastard sure does know how to be perfect.”

“No foul languages too. I could have gone with him, and left the country for all I care,” she threatened.

*Unh. Unhh. Not under my watch. I’ve had every airport and border monitored thoroughly. That is the power of Miller Dalton,” he boasted.

“I can go sea diving, you know. Some sought of illegal escape is the easiest,” a smug tugged her lips with her response, as she gave him a mischievous smile that she knew exactly how to tackle him.

“It is sure hard to beat you in having the last word. I give up,” Dalton sighed, as he tried to navigate the car and drive it away from the suite premises.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“I am sorry for everything that has happened Aria. It is my fault for not being too cautious,” Dalton apologized again, and it made her almost cringe the third time. It was really weird for her to see him apologizing profusely. It had been the sixth time already if she counted well.

“This ain’t like you, Dalton. Getting used to it wants to make me cry,” Aria laughed.

“I mean, I don’t understand either. It feels much better to apologize for something I did wrong than be intentionally oblivious. Guess you made me know that,” he confessed again, and Aria was about to lose her ears and mind to Dalton’s cringeness. He was saying too much of his truth.

“You’ve got a lot of sides to you. It is crazy to see a new one everyday,” She uttered.

“So, I assume that you accepted my apology,” he nodded his head affirmatively for her, “Anywhere you want to go? Make up for these last days?” He drove on.

“A horse ranch? The movies? Museum? No, no. Let’s go play golf. I want to see you golf,” she told him.

“I cannot golf,” he responded truthfully.

“OMG. You suck. You are probably the only high-class elite that doesn’t know how to golf.”

“Is it that bad?” He asked.

“Yeah. You are totally boring. You do not know how to have fun too. Your looks are the only thing you’ve got.”

“Hunhhh. Then where does my money go? They are like the major,” he reminded her.

“No. It is just your looks. Nothing more,” she persisted.

“Tsk Tsk Tsk. The money makes the man. The good looks perfects it,” he argued further.

“I do not think so, Dalton. Just give up okay,” she frustrated him more.

The couple’s chat continued for so long before they realized it, and he ended up listening to her request to golf. He missed the ball so many times and flung the golf stick along the ball too, as she made fun of him which made him frown so much.

‘Getting gobsmacked by someone like Aria was really a crazy thing,’ he shook his head.

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The shocked reaction everyone had on their faces when Dalton returned with Aria the same way he had done before was evident, and it happened to be the perfect time for dinner where they were all present. Eva was the only absent one.

In their hearts they would have wanted to curse her and resent her so much so causing them so much trouble, but they were just thankful that Dalton was able to bring her back again. However, she wasn’t happy to see them.

It was now a known fact to her that someone amongst them was the masked dancer, and one of them was also after her life. It was now obvious and evident to her. The timing was always so accurate.

‘They could even be the same person trying to make a fool of her.’

Her eyes locked with the eyes of each of them one by one, like she was daring them to come and challenge her if they could. The thought of living in the same house with a psychopath that was trying to kill her, sent shivers down her spine and made her heart shriek in horror.

Aria took her seat exactly on the special seat that was always reserved for Dalton, as the chefs dished out the food on the menu and the maids brought them to her.

Dalton took the seat beside her without saying anything just to observe, as she ate pickingly from every food like she wasn’t even interested in eating them.

Even if the family had just started eating not quite long, they all got the hunch that they needed to leave the dining table immediately. Power had changed hands, and it was going to fall on them.

The only one who remained on the table was Mrs. Eleanor Miller. She was an extremely stubborn woman, and it was going to be hard to get rid of her. Even the derisive look she was passing to Aria was evident.

Minutes later, Alex rushed back to the mansion after calling Dalton to inform him that they had finally figured out the vehicle, which had passed a different route that had no cameras during her estimated time of visit from the gallery worker’s report.

He was however shocked to see that the lady they had gone far lengths searching for, had called her husband to pick her up and was back to the mansion. It almost made him fume in anger, because he could definitely not understand why Aria was messing with everyone like that.

It was when he and Dalton had the chance to meet, and discuss in the multipurpose study room which was Aria’s previous room, that he realized that his theory about the whole thing that happened was perfect.

“So that means someone actually came to clear the place and repaired everything overnight?” Dalton speculated.

“Yes sir. Just like some cover-up that something happened.”

“I want you to find out everything that happened and investigate thoroughly. Things are starting to get intense and toiling with me means death,” Dalton threatened angrily.

Alex’s phone rang at the moment as he took permission to receive the call, while Dalton was left in a deep thought of what exactly was going on. He could now see that nothing was a joke anymore, and that so many things had gone wrong under his watch.

The assistant carefully opened the door and came back inside, as he matched back to meet Dalton with a displease on his face. It made the billionaire wonder about what had gone wrong.

“I just received a call now, sir. They said that the assailant who planned the whole thing has confessed, and has been arrested minutes ago. They said that it was one of the workers working at the art gallery that recognized Aria that planned the whole thing; The manager.

She confessed that she recognized Aria as your wife, became overshadowed with jealousy, and tried to endanger her life. She apologized and begged for leniency,” Alex reported everything in the same exact details, that the cop who called explained to him.

“What?!” Dalton exclaimed incredulously. How could he believe that?

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Aria had spent so much time in the bathroom taking her bath, because of the extreme pain that she was feeling. She groaned silently and bit hard on her lip so as not to let out a painful scream, as she just breathed in and out with profuse sweating over her body.

Tears were struggling to drop from her eyes as she began to slip into sourness, what brought her back to her mind again was her phone that rang loudly from the room. It rang three more times before she was able to get out of the tub, and drape a bathrobe over her body to get it.

Her hand shakily grabbed the phone when she realized who the caller was, as she picked it up to hear what he had to say. Regardless of how they had ended things between them, she could never let go of a wonderful friend like him.

“If I don’t tell you this, then I am going to be guilty. There might be no chance again, and things could get worse. The person who has been trying to eliminate you, lives in that same mansion with you and is intensely after you.”

“What?!” Aria gasped, as she turned in shock immediately the door opened and Dalton entered.