Chapter 120

Daniel’s lips curled into a mocking sneer. “I admit it. At first, I forced you.”
“But later, when your legs were wrapped around my waist-you didn’t seem to mind so much then, did you?”
Aurora’s face drained of color, inch by inch, her eyes wide and glassy with disbelief.
He was humiliating her, hurling filth at her just to grind her pride into the floor.
Without a word, she climbed out of bed, gathering her damp clothes from the carpet and pulling them on, trembling so hard she fumbled the buttons again and again before finally fastening them.
Daniel watched in silence.
He didn’t move until she yanked open the master bedroom door and bolted.
His face twisted, stormy with anger. With a muttered curse, he threw on whatever clothes he could grab and chased after her.
But by the time he reached the stairs, Aurora was already gone.
A housekeeper appeared in the hallway, carrying a steaming mug. “Ma’am? Your medicine is ready.”
Daniel had called ahead before returning, asking the staff to prepare two batches -one for Aurora, one for Grandma Grace. Fresh chapters posted on
He’d even timed his visit to Mr. Austin’s so it wouldn’t interrupt Aurora’s dose. Running into Monica at the door had just been an accident.
But Monica had chosen to believe the worst-and to twist the knife with her words.
Daniel pressed his fingers to his brow. Rain hammered against the windows. He grabbed his car keys and rushed out into the storm.
He barely made it outside before nearly colliding with Will, hurrying up the drive.
“Mr. Chambers-Mr. Quinn would like to see you.”
Daniel was in no mood. His tone was sharp. “Not now.”
But before he could brush past, Jordan Quinn himself appeared at the gate, umbrella in hand.
“Dan.” Jordan’s voice was eager, almost sycophantic.
Daniel’s eyes were cold as steel. “What do you want?”
“It’s about Samuel-” Jordan began.
Daniel cut him off with a glacial glare. “Thirty seconds.”
Jordan swallowed hard. “Look, it was your father’s idea to get Grandma Grace out
of the hospital. He found me, gave me the security code, told me to take Aurora and Grandma Grace away.”
He rushed through the rest in a nervous tumble. “He said if Aurora refused the divorce, this would be her punishment. And if I helped force the divorce through, he’d invest a billion in my business.”
It was all Hogan Chambers’ doing.
Jordan hadn’t even wanted to get involved. But Hogan wouldn’t see him, and he couldn’t just stand by while his own son was shipped overseas. So, gritting his teeth, he’d come to Daniel.
Daniel’s mind buzzed. His face went white.
He realized, with a jolt, just how badly he’d messed up.
Without another word, he shoved past Jordan, then stopped and turned back, his expression blank. “Did you see Aurora just now?”
Jordan blinked. “Yeah, I did.”
He’d been sitting in his car, trying to figure out how to win Daniel over and pin everything on Hogan Chambers. Just as he was about to get out, he’d seen Aurora bolt from the house, no umbrella, soaked to the skin, looking like a ghost. But he’d been too preoccupied with Samuel to care about Aurora. Besides, he hadn’t wanted to get drenched himself.
Daniel said nothing, but the chill rolling off him was palpable.
Jordan shifted, uneasy, searching for something to cover up his own heartlessness.
But Daniel was already in his car, engine roaring. He started toward the front gate, then suddenly floored it, swerving so close to Jordan that the spray from the tires drenched him.
Jordan yelped, falling back onto the wet pavement.
By the time Daniel’s car vanished from view, Jordan was scrambling to his feet, pale and sopping.
“Does Dan always drive like a maniac?” he muttered.
Will rolled his eyes. “Mr. Quinn-you really are both cruel and an idiot.”