บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire's Deadly Doting Wife: บทที่ 131 - บทที่ 140

Aurora had fully unleashed her true self. Moments ago, she'd been toying with Holt, pacing her speed to give him the illusion of a potential victory. But now, unleashing her full prowess, Aurora showed why she was a seasoned racer. Pursued by the finest of assassins and spies, Holt was left in the dust, unable to even glimpse her taillights.Aurora reached the finish line in a blur, shaking off the numbness in her hands and feet. Before she could even remove her helmet, a thunderous crash jolted her car. Her head snapped forward, dizziness swirling through her.Heath's face turned stormy as he witnessed Holt's car slamming into Aurora's. Anger in a game was one thing, but this was going too far.Alaric, catching Heath's darkened mood, mentally crossed himself for Holt.As they rushed to the scene, Holt yanked Aurora out of her car. Removing her helmet, a trickle of blood slid down her forehead, giving her icy gaze a strangely enchanting quality.Holt, struck by her beauty, blurted out

In the blink of an eye, it was the day before Grandpa's birthday. Madeline was busy preparing for the birthday banquet and hadn't visited her grandpa for several days.Aurora returned home early. The patriarch was looking for Leen but couldn't find him."Grandpa, why are you looking for Leen?" Aurora asked.Grandpa was somewhat annoyed: "I'm not up to anything, I just haven't seen him all day, and I have no idea where he went."Aurora helped the patriarch sit down and said with a smile, "Grandpa, if Leen isn't here, let me take you out for some fun?"Grandpa was startled: "You, a young girl, not going out with people your age, but wanting to hang out with an old man like me?"Aurora playfully shook her grandpa's arm: "Please, let's go! I love hanging out with you!""Alright, alright, where to?" her grandpa said indulgently.Aurora jumped up excitedly: "You'll know once we get there!"Aurora helped her grandpa out, and Jay drove them straight to the airport. Grandpa was surprised: "Are

The next day.Early in the morning, Aurora rose from her bed. Today was her grandpa's birthday, and a banquet was prepared back home. They needed to hurry back.After a quick preparation, skipping breakfast, they headed to the airport.Originally, Aurora was to go with her grandfather to the airport, but he firmly insisted she ride with Heath instead.Aurora, somewhat helpless, wondered if she really was her grandfather's beloved granddaughter.In the car, Heath held the steering wheel with one hand and Aurora's hand with the other, beaming with joy, almost whistling.Aurora glanced at him helplessly, "Heath, can you focus on driving?"Heath nodded, "I am driving carefully."Aurora persisted, "...with both hands, please."Heath shook his head, gripping her hand tighter, "No need."At the airport, Heath clung tightly to her hand, following her grandfather onto the plane. The old man was all smiles, almost ready to ask Heath when he would formally propose.Aurora, utterly speechless, wa

She carefully unwrapped the package, revealing a sleek, modern digital frame. The screen came to life, displaying a slideshow of meticulously curated photos and videos, each capturing a moment from their family's history, annotated with thoughtful, heartwarming captions.Evelyn scoffed inwardly as she looked at the digital frame. It was clearly a recent purchase, nothing antique about it. Even she could recognize that. Was Aurora really attempting to deceive their grandfather with something so modern? It seemed like a last-minute addition to the collection of gifts."Is this... a creation by the famous artist, Alexander Thompson?" An elderly guest stepped forward, adjusting his glasses to take a closer look. He nodded affirmatively, "Absolutely! This is unmistakably Thompson's work!""Alexander Thompson? The very same? Are you sure, Professor? His installations are extremely sought after and incredibly rare, especially for someone of his age," a middle-aged man in the crowd questioned

Probably, being pampered all his life, Maxwell had never been hit or scolded, which explained his shock when Aurora slapped him."Aurora, do you think I wouldn't dare touch you?" Maxwell turned, his eyes cold as he stared at Aurora.For a man like him, being slapped was a humiliation that could ignite a furious rage.Aurora smirked, "Maxwell, I wish you would openly lay a hand on me. Stop pretending to be the good guy. I've never been afraid of being your enemy!"Maxwell, gripping Aurora's waist, spun her around and pinned her against the pillar, his grip tightening, causing pain not just in her arm but now also in her waist.Before Maxwell could speak, Jay's anxious voice came from behind, "Aurora!"Seeing Jay was like seeing a savior for Aurora, who called out, "Jay! Help me!"Maxwell frowned. Jay was just Aurora's driver; he had no right to address her so familiarly.Jay rushed over and pulled Maxwell away from Aurora. His strength wasn't great, but his technique was effective, cau