Here are the records of phone calls and every conversation that had ensued in her text messages too, "Alex said, and dropped a file of extremely light weight on Dalton's study desk. "Just three papers?" He asked coldly, as he flipped the sheets again and again. He couldn't believe that she had made that little of calls, in two years of living with them and using the phone line he had Alex monitor. 'Even if one's life was so boring and miserable, it shouldn't be as meaningless and blank as darkness. Didn't she have anyone she called?'"Yes sir. She had made little or no calls in the past, and a little more in the last weeks. The most significant ones and most occurrences are ones with her father," Alex explained, flipping to the second piece of printed paper to show him some highlighted sentences and lines. "There is surely more to this. She would have contacted more people in the past without any doubt, and you are saying this is all that has been said in over 940 days that have b
"Mother, why are you watching that daughter of a bitch mess around, to the extent of having the maids gossiping around that you have lost your leash on her? What is happening to the great Mrs. Eleanor Miller that I know. That we know?" Ellen, who was sitting on the sofa that faced the one her mother was sitting on, asked her with a straight face. She was never the type to be with anyone in her family for over twenty minutes without any reasons, because she was always going through her social media pages and checking tabs on her new followers and fans. The internet life had so much absorbed much of her life and time, that she didn't know how to do more than that and to party too. If they were going to talk about the family social butterfly too, it was definitely Ellen. It wasn't just the typical day social butterfly that everyone knew, but she was the queen of clubs at night when no one would see her.She was always dressed in costume whenever she stormed the clubs, so that no one w
"How is it so difficult to get this person's page down? What do I pay you for Alex?!" Dalton, whose day had started unlikely, demanded angrily, as his eyes kept darting to the comments that didn't stop popping on the tablet screen that was on the table. They were all slanderous words against the Millers and everyone in the family, with numerous people demanding to know the truth about the post that was written against them. Most of them were people that had been waiting for the Millers to be on news for negative issues, so that they would take the moment to curse at the Millers out of jealousy and maliciousness. They could not believe that considering how wealthy and influential the Millers were, they had no dirty secrets or dark past about something they needed to hide. However, they had no deep knowledge about whom they were messing with, and the repercussions of messing with Dalton Miller. "We have taken every page that is related to the posts that are related to this person,
It wasn't hard to tell that by the evening of that day, every ruckus concerning the masked dancer and her post had been totally resolved. Ellen decided to abandon her social media pages for almost eight hours without even checking the internet, so as not to react negatively against the fans who would keep stalking her page, while asking the numerous and suffocating questions that she could never answer. Eva wasn't even present on her seat as the CEO of the art gallery, when the reporters had flooded the place to ask questions about the post of the dancer. None of them could dare step their foot close to the mansion of the Millers again, or even make a mess close to the main company where they knew Dalton would surely be. They just decided to choose the weak links that they could probably get answers to their curiosity from.The beautiful last daughter of the Millers was in some place outside the country with random friends, who even had not clue about who she was and how influentia
"Oh goodness!" Aria screamed rowdily, in a more intense manner than the maids, when they heard how Ellen had yelled in pure oozing pain. Aria, who had her eyes watching the flickering red light of the cameras, tried to make it even more heart wrenching for Ellen, by pretending to care. "You bitch! See. See what you. What you have caused!" Ellen cried out so loudly as she cursed at Aria, who almost let out a chuckle when she saw her ugly manner of crying. It really got her amused that even amidst the pain that Ellen was feeling, she could never still let go of her terrible attitude and blameful demeanor.'It should have been her mouth instead and not her hand,' Aria thought in her mind, as she imagined in her head how Ellen's pucker lips would look like if they were both scalded by hot water. It took the billionaire's wife another forced effort and consciousness, not to laugh out loudly at the crazy images that played in her head. A maid who was fast to run towards the refrigerato
"Get that bitch down here from her room! Drag her hair and make her crawl on her knees to this place, right now!" Mrs. Eleanor Miller ordered furiously as she stood up and empathically slapped the table with an open palm, which ended up stinging her palm painfully more than she had expected it to. Dalton, who had watched the dining table feast go in disarray once again because of the same person, picked up his phone and texted Alex to bring the CCTV footage from the afternoon as fast as possible. Immediately Alex phone beeped a message notification and saw what it was about, his nerves which seemed to be at rest initially had all started to tie up to one another in anxiety. "How did this happen?" Dalton demanded to know in a calm voice, which seemed to take everyone aback that he was getting involved in their affairs, which he rarely did. "I don't think we should be asking for what has happened first," Mrs. Eleanor said in a calm tone to Dalton and then continued on her words, "
"Mother!" Something has totally gone wrong. Dalton has probably lost it. Do you not think he really has? What is going on? Is this really normal?" Ellen almost asked a thousand questions, as she paced restlessly around the reachable corners in her mother's room. She totally knew that she was done for by behaving rashly before her brother, and needed someone to transfer the aggression and blame to. If only she could bring Aria out of her room now, and burn her own hand too, the same way she had lured her to burn hers."You might end up being thrown out of this house and return back to that condo of yours, that must have housed more than enough pests by now if you are not careful! How can you not control your tongue, you stupid girl!" Her mother cut her off in composure, while trying so hard not to burst out in anger like her real self. Hailey was sitting right in the room too with them on the chair, and giving her a bad impression about their family wasn't going to be hers to do.
Right from the elevated height where he was standing firmly, Collin could watch the night beauty of the entire city light up, through the glass made walls of the building that he was gazing through. Exposed to the cold air that swerved around the atmosphere in the room, was his bare chest that the buttoned black shirt that he was putting on barely covered. His left fingers were wrapped around the stem of the wine glass he had in his hand, as he slowly sipped on the contents that were in the glass. The meeting he had earlier in the day had occupied a large part of his heart, that he could barely concentrate on his own personal work throughout the remaining hours of the day. It was barely possible to even be in the right state of mind, just after meeting the person he had yearned to see for so long. He was absolutely stunned when he watched her appear before him, which was much different from anything he had ever seen on her in the past. His mind was totally blown away. Howeve