All Chapters of Under His Control: Chapter 41 - Chapter 48

“Don’t you dare cause a scene at your nephew’s wedding.”Henry’s voice was firm, heavy, and uncompromising.That morning, the main family room of the Clayton residence felt colder than usual. The massive curtains were half drawn, allowing sunlight to slip inside, reflecting off the marble table and the expensive paintings hanging on the walls. Everything looked grand. Respectable. Perfect.Just like the family reputation they had fought so hard to protect.Alex sat in a single armchair, a cup of black coffee in his hand, a business newspaper spread across his lap. He didn’t respond immediately. He took a slow sip before folding the paper neatly.Then he looked up.“You think I’d cause a scene?”Henry stood near the window, hands clasped behind his back. His posture remained straight for a man his age, but the lines on his face seemed deeper that morning.“Your actions alone are already a scene,” Henry replied without turning. “You’re in love with your own nephew’s fiancée.”The words

The hotel’s main ballroom had transformed into a sea of white and gold.Crystal arrangements hung from the ceiling like scattered stars. White lilies and pastel roses decorated every corner, forming an aisle lined with a soft ivory carpet laid out flawlessly. Warm lights reflected off the satin-covered round tables, casting a gentle glow across the room.Every single detail had been carefully chosen.By Jonathan himself.He stood near the wedding stage, an expensive cream suit fitting his body perfectly. His hair was neatly styled, his face confident—at least, trying to look that way.Emma would be happy seeing this.He imagined her expression as she stepped into the ballroom. Her eyes would sparkle. Her lips might curve into that small smile she rarely showed.All these colors were Emma’s favorites.Soft white. Warm gold. Elegant touches of pastel flowers. Luxurious, but not excessive.Jonathan had eve

“Emma!”The shout cut through the late afternoon air outside the hospital.Emma, who had just been about to get into the car, froze. Her hand was still gripping the door handle. Edward stood beside her, ready to close the door once she was inside.William strode toward them, his face flushed red with anger. Shopia and Rose followed close behind, their steps just as hurried.“What do you think you’re doing here, Emma?” William barked without preamble. “Do you think this is some kind of joke? Running off on your wedding day!”Emma slowly closed the car door.Then she turned and looked at her father without fear.“Yes. I ran away,” she answered calmly. “And this time, I won’t let you destroy my future.”“You—”“My life has been ruined since the day you brought them home,” Emma cut in, pointing at Shopia and Rose. “And now I won’t let you control my life anymore. My future is mine to decide.”“You ungrateful child!” William snapped. “Who took care of you all these years if not Shopia? Ros

“Where is Emma?”Alex’s voice sounded cold the moment the door of the Swan family’s grand mansion opened.The servant who had opened the door looked nervous. But before he could answer, a woman stepped out from the living room with graceful steps.“Mr. Alex?”Sophia smiled widely, as if she hadn’t expected the man standing at her doorstep.“Please come in,” she said quickly, her eyes gleaming with calculation. “What important matter would make you come here personally?”Alex looked indifferent.“I’m here looking for Emma. I assume you know where she is right now, Mrs. Sophia,” he said flatly, though his tone sounded far sharper.Sophia kept smiling, though inwardly she felt slightly annoyed that the man hadn’t even greeted her.“Come inside first. We can talk in there,” she said as she opened the door wider.Alex finally stepped inside. The Swan mansion, spacious and luxurious, felt unusually quiet tonight.Sophia walked ahead of him and casually sat down on the living room sofa.“I’l