His Domineering Lover

On Friday, Adrian's product launch was held as scheduled.

The whole Gardner family was invited to the launching, including Aleigha. Not wanting to be in an awkward situation, Aleigha decided not to attend. She took the opportunity to return to her hometown in the countryside.

Since her mother and grandma passed away one after another, the only family she had left was her uncle's family.

The relationship between Aleigha and her uncle's family was rather poor yet, having no one to take care of her, she could only live with his family.

In fact, her uncle was a rather fine fellow, always quiet and hard-working. Unfortunately, he was dumb enough when he was young to marry his vixen of wife.

If that were the only problem he had to deal with, he might have just pulled through. However, God reckoned he was not miserable enough and decided to through down a bit seasoning on top of it, incarnated as a good-for-nothing son and a nympho daughter.

Being stuffed into a gaunt old yard, life was quite helplessly perishing.

When Aleigha left, her uncle cried, but she didn't want to come back, because there was no one she wanted to protect.

She set foot here again in order to find out the real cause of her mother's death.

As soon as she entered the yard, she heard curses wafting out from the inside just as before.

"Aleigha?" Graham Mccall walked out angrily from the room and saw Aleigha standing at the door.

He was pleasantly surprised.

"Uncle." Aleigha looked at Graham with a look of embarrassment.

Hearing the sound outside the door, the first one to come out was Aleigha's cousin, Sean.

A six feet tall "playboy" weighing about 200 pounds.

That was all Aleigha could think of to describe him.

"Aleigha is back. Mom, it's Aleigha." The cousin looked at Aleigha, and his eyes narrowed into a slit.

His body shaking and the fat around his waist flapping, Sean dashed over.

Aleigha smiled faintly and immediately took something out of her bag. "Cousin, this is a present for you."

When Sean heard this, his gaze turned to her hand. He walked up to her and snatched it away, flipping through it with great reluctance to let go.

"Aye, that's what we call generous 'round here, eh? That how you become after marryin' into some loaded family, that is." Sean was overjoyed with the console Aleigha bought her.

"Aleigha, come in. Come right in." Graham's wife was called Perla, a very snobbish woman.

She had looked rather fair back in the youthful days yet her beauty was now covered up by inches and inches of fatigue and impoverishment.

To describe her, one would only have to imagine what a lioness would behave in heat, bellowing and cursing grumpily all the time.

By now, Perla had already walked brushing through the curtain hanging down from the door, fixing her eyes on Aleigha, who was dressed in a full luxurious set of clothes. Her eyes were about to pop out.

"If it ain't Mrs. Billionaire, ah? Quite the entrance, ain't it?" Standing at the door, Perla shot out sour sarcasm with a mocking expression on her face.

"Aunt, I have also brought you a gift as well,"

Aleigha did her homework and came prepared.

There was a hint of scheming in Perla's eyes, but she was not in a hurry to pick up the gift. Aleigha's sudden return meant that she wanted something.

Aleigha took out a jewelry box from her bag. She went to the mall the day before and bought it at a high price.

Walking to Perla, Aleigha easily opened the jewelry box, in which there was a necklace inlaid with diamonds.

This thing wasn't something that could be easily seen in the countryside. As cocky as Perla was, or at least liked to pretended to be, she was quite dumbfounded at the sight of it. She stretched out her boney hand and grabbed the necklace, and her eyes were full of joy. "Eh, Alegha!"

"You really shouldn't have!"

As she spoke, she called Graham over to help her put it on.

Graham, an honest and simple man, wanted to snatch the necklace off her neck and returned it to Aleighat, saying, "We can't possibly take this, Aleigha."

"Graham, give it here. Let go o' it

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She was so anxious that her eyes turned red, and she went to scratch Graham with her hands.

Aleigha's face darkened. She moved a few steps to the side, for fear of being collateral damage.

"Uncle, just let her keep it. It's a gift." Aleigha said helplessly.

"You hear that? It's a gift for me. Bring it here." Perla called out and went to hit Graham.

Graham's face was covered with scratches and he didn't dare to fight back at all. "Aleigha, it's way too much for a redneck like me."

While they were talking, Perla

suddenly reached out and took the necklace back. Graham fumed with anger and stamped his feet furiously.

"You useless piece of crackling sh*t! What did you buy me for Christmas last year? Remember? Aye, nothing! That's why you don't remember! You touch this necklace ever again with your f*cking dirty hands,"

"Then it'll be the last time you have hands, you pig!"

Aleigha could only feel the sharp pain inside her brain being inflicted by the loud cursing.

Graham didn't dare to make a sound. He squatted on the ground and started smoking.

"Aunt, let's talk inside." Aleigha knew she could get much more from Perla about the Mccall family than from Graham. Hearing that, Perla cheered up greatly, looking all spirited.

She perked up her chest and throw up her head, walking as she twisted her slender waist.

After entering the house, Aleigha got straight to the point. "Aunt, what on earth did my mother suffer from back then?"

Perla was stunned, and she looked at the door deliberately. "Why are you asking me about this? Shouldn't you know?"

"I knew only that she was sick but not what of."

Aleigha simply watched Perla's every move, and he knew in his heart that the things that had happened back then were not simple. At the very least, Perla was also involved.

"Acute meningitis, it was already too late when we got her to the hospital." Perla's gaze wavered.

Aleigha got up lightly and exuded a chill from her body. "Aunt, I won't force you if you don't want to talk about it."

"But I do wanna remind you the current situation you are living in."

"Your husband, my uncle, is the least likely man to provide you and your children with a comfortable life and a promising future."

"Whatever money that was paid you back then must have run out by now, I presume."

"But you don't dare to go to those who paid you to ask for more. I am now offering you a chance."

"If you come clean, I'm gonna let this pass. And if you don't, well, you have been warned, right?"

Aleigha's voice was extremely cold and her eyes were indifferent. Perla looked up at her and was also shocked by her indifference. This was not Aleigha at all.

Perla thought about the money she had got to keep her mouth shut.

She had, indeed, as Aleigha said, wanted to go to that person to ask for more money.

Yet she didn't even know where to look for that person, much less asking for money.

She couldn't live with the fact that she got only that small amount of money for keeping such a shocking secret.

"Who do you think you are talking to? Your mother died like that as I said, I don't know what you mean."

Perla tried to brush it off.

With a cold smile, Aleigha turned around and walked out.

"Wait." Perla was anxious. She knew that Aleigha

had money now.

Aleigha stopped.

"Since you are making it for yourself, bring my daughter with you," Perla spoke commandingly and arrogantly.