All Chapters of His Dirty Little Niece: (Uncle X, I want you): Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Xavier's POV Steve walked into my office looking like he’d swallowed something sour. “Emergency court injunction just hit. Locker 317 is frozen. Aurora can’t touch anything inside it. Someone claims the contents belong to Griffins Enterprises, not Daniel’s estate.” I froze mid-sip of coffee, the cup hitting the desk harder than I meant. “What the fuck did you just say?” “I’m telling you, it’s real. Filed this morning. They moved fast.” I stood up so quick my chair rolled back and hit the wall. “I didn’t authorize any injunction. Check it. Now.” Steve was already on it, nodding as he typed on his tablet. “Legal department is pulling the filing. But heads up—someone used old corporate credentials. The kind that should’ve been dead for years.” Within the hour, Steve had the details. He dropped the papers on my desk and rubbed his eyes. “It wasn’t us, Xavier. The signatures are forged. They’re using our own history against us. Whoever did this knows exactly how the company worked ba

Aurora's POV I wasn’t about to run off and meet some ghost from the past just because he left a creepy handwritten note. No way. Instead, I spent the next two days locked in Xavier’s office with him, Steve, and my lawyer Marcus going through every scrap of evidence we had from the last fourteen years. Coffee cups piled up. Takeout boxes covered the conference table. My eyes burned from staring at documents, but I refused to stop. Steve tossed another folder onto the pile. “The invitation was left exactly where we’d find it. This guy isn’t just taunting us—he wants to control the pace. He’s daring us to come to him on his terms.” Xavier stood behind me, one hand resting on the back of my chair. His fingers occasionally brushed my shoulder, sending little sparks down my arm. Even exhausted and stressed, the man could make my body react with the smallest touch. I kept remembering how he’d kissed me hard in this same office yesterday, hands gripping my ass like he never wanted to let g

Aurora's POV “Only three people had the kind of access needed to change all those documents,” Steve said, dropping a fresh printout on the table. “I cross-checked everything—employee logs, approval signatures, even old board minutes going back fourteen years. It’s narrowed down pretty tight.” I rubbed my eyes and picked up the list. My back ached from sitting in the same chair for hours, but I wasn’t about to complain. Xavier sat right beside me, one arm draped casually over the back of my chair, his fingers occasionally brushing my shoulder. The small touches kept me grounded while my brain tried to process everything. Three names. One had retired quietly six years ago and moved to Florida. Another had died of a heart attack three years back—nothing suspicious on paper, but I was starting to question everything now. That left just one person still breathing and still connected. “Margaret Ellis,” I read out loud. “She stepped down from the main board but still has influence over

Aurora's POV “I still can’t believe it,” I said, staring at the membership register like it might change if I looked at it long enough. “My dad was actually part of that committee.” Xavier sat beside me on the couch in his living room, the pages spread out across the coffee table. It was late, and the city lights twinkled outside, but neither of us had any interest in sleeping. Steve had left copies of everything important with us before heading out to follow a new lead. Xavier picked up the register again, studying it carefully. “Look at this marking next to his name. It’s different from everyone else’s. See the little star and the note in the margin?” I leaned closer. Sure enough, Daniel Hayes had a small star beside his entry and handwritten notes that the others didn’t have. “What does it say?” Xavier read quietly. “Resigned after discovering the committee had shifted from aggressive financial strategies into systematic fraud and embezzlement. First insider to openly oppose t

Aurora's POV “Steve, please tell me you found something useful in those files,” I said, rubbing my tired eyes as I walked into Xavier’s office the next morning. Steve looked up from his laptop, dark circles under his eyes but with that focused look he got when he was onto something. “I think I did. Took me most of the night, but I managed to restore and decrypt one of the main spreadsheets from the storage devices.” Xavier handed me a fresh cup of coffee as I sat down. His hand lingered on my lower back for a second, a small comforting touch that I needed more than caffeine right now. We’d barely slept last night, both of us lying awake thinking about Phase Two and all that missing money. “What are we looking at?” Xavier asked, pulling up a chair next to me. Steve turned his laptop so we could all see. “It’s a confidential roster. But instead of full names, they used coded initials. Took hours to crack the pattern, but we’ve matched most of them now.” The spreadsheet was massive