All Chapters of His Dirty Little Niece: (Uncle X, I want you): Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

AURORA'S POV “Carter Mills has been found,” the investigator told me as he stepped into Xavier's office, his expression serious as he placed a thick evidence folder on the desk. “He's being held at the central investigation facility, and the team wants you and Xavier present before they begin questioning him.” My heart immediately tightened because after everything we had uncovered, hearing Carter's name again felt like another door opening into the past. Xavier looked at me before reaching for the folder. “What changed?” he asked as he opened it and quickly scanned the first few pages. “Yesterday, Carter was still refusing to cooperate, so why are they suddenly asking us to come in?” The investigator explained that the recovered financial records had changed the situation because they showed Carter had continued receiving payments from the organization even after his father's death. “Then let's go,” I said as I stood from my chair. “If Carter knows who was behind Daniel's death a

AURORA'S POV “There's one more account,” the investigator said as he placed a thick financial report in front of me. “We found it during the final review of Edmund Vale's offshore holdings, and unlike the others, this one hasn't been touched since the money was moved into it.” I looked at the report, then at Xavier, who was standing beside me with his arms folded. “How much is in it?” I asked as I opened the first page and scanned the figures. “Enough to account for a significant portion of the money that disappeared from Griffins Enterprises over the years,” the investigator explained as he pointed toward the balance sheet. “But there's a problem. The account was structured in a way that requires your shareholder credentials before the funds can be released.” My stomach tightened as I looked back at the documents. “Why would my credentials be connected to an account Edmund controlled?” I asked, trying to understand what Daniel had done all those years ago. “Your father anticipat

AURORA’S POV “You're sure you want to do this today?” Xavier asked as he stood across the conference room from me, his hands resting loosely against the back of a chair while the lawyers arranged the final documents in front of me. “Once you sign these papers, your thirty-two percent ownership of Griffins Enterprises will officially be transferred back into your control, and nobody will be able to make that decision for you again.” “I've waited fourteen years to make this decision for myself,” I replied as I looked down at the documents, running my fingers lightly over the edge of the first page. “I'm not going to spend another day wondering whether I'm finally allowed to own what my parents left me.” I picked up the pen, but before signing anything, I looked across the room at Xavier and found him watching me quietly. The lawyers confirmed that every legal obstacle had been cleared after Edmund's arrest, and the court had officially recognized my inheritance rights. For years, th

XAVIER’S POV “Steve, I need your help with something, but if you tell Aurora before I'm ready, I'll personally make sure you spend the next month dealing with Thomas,” I said as I closed the office door behind him, watching his expression change from curiosity to amusement. “I need you to keep this completely secret because for once, I want to surprise her.” “You're planning to propose?” Steve asked as he leaned against the door, studying my face with a grin that made me immediately regret asking him for help. “Because you look more nervous about this than you did when we were preparing to arrest Edmund.” “I know how to deal with criminals,” I replied as I walked toward my desk and picked up the small ring box I had been carrying all morning. “I don't know how to propose to a woman who spent half her life being told what her future would be, because the last thing I want is for her to feel like I'm making another decision for her.” Steve's teasing expression softened when he under

XAVIER’S POV “Are you nervous?” I asked myself quietly as I stood alone in the garden, staring at the lights we had left glowing around the trees. “Because I've faced men with guns, survived threats that could have destroyed everything we built, and somehow tomorrow scares me more than all of that.” I let out a quiet laugh at my own question, but the feeling in my chest didn't disappear. Tomorrow, Aurora would walk toward me as the woman she had become, and I knew I should be thinking about the wedding, the vows and the life waiting for us afterward. Instead, my mind kept returning to a little girl who had once stood in front of me with fear in her eyes. “She was twelve,” I whispered as I looked toward the empty path leading back to the mansion. “And I promised I would protect her.” The memory came back more clearly than I wanted. Aurora had been frightened, angry and completely lost after losing her parents, and I had convinced myself that keeping her safe meant taking responsib