Daughter-in-law Strikes Harder

An hour and minutes ago……..

Madison walked into the house through the main door with a package in her hand, when she heard the delivery man for the mansion ring the bell, who thereafter dropped a box.

She read carefully on the letters that were written on a brown package, as she made her way towards the direction of stairs in unrest, knowing fully well that no maid was allowed to climb it without orders.

It was then that she remembered that the lady of the house had left her room, after they brought food to her room that morning. Quickly, she turned around to find out if one of the working maids would probably know her whereabouts, or anywhere she could probably be.

Ellen, who was walking towards the living room just at the time, noticed the parcel that the head maid was carrying, and inquired as to what it was about and to whom it belonged to.

“Mum, can you believe this?! This is the limited edition dress, diamond stiletto and million carat necklace that sold out today in less than two hours. Mother, can you see this? Dalton sent this to that bitch. He fucking sent to her, this luxurious items that I am dying to own. I am going to kill that golddigger!” Ellen shot up in mad rage, as she restlessly examined the gorgeous and sparkling dress that was in the package.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

How beautiful!

The curiosity that overwhelmed her when she saw whom the package belonged to, made her collect it from the head maid and took it to her mother’s room instantly.

However, seeing the expensive dress that was announced in the week fashion show two days ago, made her lose it finally because it was not something even top celebrities and elites could get that easily.

Mrs. Eleanor Miller, who was still thinking of what to say, got her attention diverted by the note that was attached to the package. She picked up the flowered letter from the box as she opened it, and unconsciously read the letters that were written on the paper aloud.

“He wants her to wear it to the Aldertano tower ball party?! He wants her to wear it to grandfather’s grand ceremony?! Even to a place that I have not stepped my feet into?!” Ellen let out a hurt expression with a suppressed yell, on hearing what her mother was reading out from the note. She could not believe it. She totally could not imagine it.

“Call Hailey right now. She has less than ten minutes to be at this mansion. The rest is going to be sought out later,” Eleanor instructed her daughter in a snappy tone, and turned back to walk towards her dressing room which was feet away from where they were standing.

For the gorgeous woman who was in her mid fifties, one would not have expected her dressing room to have every new in luxurious shoes, clothes and designer bags that matched her style perfectly.

She was the type to engage in party hosting and vacation amongst her wealthy friends, while trying her best to stand out without a close level of familiarity with anyone.

However, she had barely attended any gathering or invited anyone over to her lonely mansion, that only had servants that maintained the place working there, ever since Aria’s sudden lash out and fireback at everyone.

The arrogant woman was trying to watch and see what her son would do after everything, but became the impatient being that she was when she realized nothing was changing soon.

She could not understand why Dalton was doing nothing concerning his wife, but she was not going to sit and watch her years of hard work go down the drain.

‘Her son’s wife was gaining more stance in the house, and acting however she liked. Her son was taking any actions to curb her, and also giving no one the right to do so. And yet her beloved Hailey was losing her chance to get entry into Dalton’s heart by the day. She wasn’t going to waste anymore time. Now was the time to do something.’

“What, mum? Are you planning on sending Hailey to the party instead of Aria?!!!!” Ellen asked incredulously with a big shock on her face. She knew she was crazy and a stuck-up, but her own mother’s were way worse when she wasn’t thinking.

“That is exactly what is going to happen.”

“No, mother. This is a crazy idea. Dalton would lose it, if he finds out that this was your idea. He might never talk to you again!” Ellen tried to dissuade. She could not understand why her mother was willing to take risks that she had never thought of taking before against Dalton.

“Just go get dressed for your own party,” Mrs. Eleanor Miller instructed sternly, leaving Ellen’s mouth gape to what could happen soon.

‘Going against what Dalton wanted was never the way. Things would boomerang. It surely will.’

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“I will certainly put you feet below the ground, Alex. If you mess up today’s event because of your costly mistake!” were Dalton’s words that rang coldly through Alex nerves and banged in his head, as he drove the Maybach like a crazy person back to the mansion.

‘How could he have thought that someone would come in place of Aria, and decide to ruin everything that Dalton had planned so perfectly?’

He had less than forty minutes to bring Aria from the house to the tower back to Dalton, with a perfect look that should be better than the first initial outlook.

Knowing it was almost impossible to do that, he still had to try, else he was dead. As he sped through the busy highway, he hoped desperately in his mind that she would not be out of the mansion. Else, that was another death for him.

Dalton, whose heart almost dropped in disappointment when he saw Hailey standing in the gorgeous dress, could almost smack her across the face and order for her to be thrown out immediately.

But considering his position as a person of high prestige, he tried to restrain every anger that was surging through his veins towards his heart. And also the desire of every dangerous thing he had in mind, to do to everyone that had planned to sabotage his plans that night.

He just casted upon the quivering figure an indifferent look and immediately fished out his phone, to get an order for an available limited edition dress by himself.

Extremely irked that he had to do something of such by himself, Dalton knew that he had no choice but to get the dress ready before Alex brought Aria back to the tower. The time was limited.

“These are reasons you should have many more assistants working for you!” Dalton murmured so angrily, as he stalked out of the tower building in large steps leaving Hailey, who was standing frozen in a livid state.

She had never really had to see that menacing look of Dalton, direct personally to her since she had known him from their young years.

Dalton knew that he would probably lose his mind that night, when he walked out and realized that the car Alex drove to the company was gone.

Aria would soon drive him crazy in no time. Just when he thought all would end for one night, he sighted his mother and sister alighting from the next luxurious car that drove in.

Hailey had started sobbing uncontrollably the moment she realized the shit she had gotten into, when she remembered the words that Eleanor told her as Ellen made her face up perfectly, “If he by any chance rejects you as a ball date. Just act oblivious like you don’t know what was going on, and join the party like you were one of the invites. I will take care of the rest.”

“Just how am I supposed to do that now…..” Hailey dragged the last sentence with a loud cry, as she stood in front of the large mirror in one of the female bathrooms.

Her makeup was smudged already, making the eyeliner she had used wash down to her eye bag, giving her the panda look.

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Crazily and disorderly, Alex ran into the house and went up the stairs immediately, and dashed straight to Aria’s room. He banged the door so frantically to make her come out of the door, forgetting his usual manners and etiquettes as time was running out.

Frustration and mind torturing anxiousness engulfed him as he knocked, knowing that Aria might decide to be on one of her episodes and refuse to open the door regardless of who it was.

Thinking of another way to get her to open the door of her room, Alex felt a bit of relief as he turned away from her door abruptly.

He suddenly became motionless as he remembered again that Dalton had collected the master keys to her room, from him a few days ago. His entire body quavered in pain and worry, as he panted restlessly while checking every minute of the time that passed.

Just as he rushed down the smooth stairs while thinking of a non-destructive solution, he ran into Madison who told him that Aria had left her room and locked it since morning immediately the doctor left.

The first fear of her actually being away from the house was eliminated, when he got a call from the gate operators that she had not really left the mansion all day.

Again like someone under an actual fire, he hurried to the control room and asked for footage immediately, that would give him an idea of where she had gone.

The monitor operator clicked on the monitor as he searched for the footage of the day’s date, only for him to discover that everything from that day had been wiped out.

There was no footage to confirm anything that had happened that day, or where they could trace Aria’s whereabouts to. Alex felt his entire brain spin upside down like a high person on drugs, who also got hit with a spanner on the head at the same time.

‘Time was fast running. Aria was nowhere to be found. The footage was missing. Dalton was waiting. The meeting with Mr. Mark Miller. He was more than screwed.’