Trapped in a Secret Marriage with a Dangerous Billionaire - Chapter 93

Chapter 93: The Face-off

Aurora stormed into her bedroom furious and immediately went straight to her nightstand to pick up her phone and her purse.

Feeling the weight of the aura she came into the room with, Abigail who was lying with her back on the bed, quickly sat up.

“Aura, what’s wrong? What happened downstairs?” She asked with concern laced in her tone.

“Stella just fixed my Dad’s funeral for Friday without consulting anyone, not even my Aunt,” Aurora revealed as the feeling of heaviness washed over her.

Her father was just murdered last night and her stepmother was already exercising rights she didn’t deserve and taking decisions that weren’t beneficial without asking for anybody’s opinion.

“Are you kidding me?” Abigail jumped off the bed, her brows furrowing. “Wait a minute, who allowed her to decide on that alone?”

Aurora shrugged as her eyes turned teary. “Apparently, she’s my Dad’s wife. Which other right does she need to decide what she wants?”

Aurora can already start to understand how the family her father worked so hard to raise would soon crumble under Stella’s leadership.

It was already fortunate for her that she was married to Xander who would protect her and do anything for her otherwise, Stella would ride her until she gave up and abandoned everything, including her job at Vintage Cellar.

Her father’s death has now turned into an opportunity for Stella to reign and show her prowess, and Aurora was sure she wouldn’t spare her.

“What’s your Aunt saying about this? Is she going to let your stepmother have her way?” Abigail asked as anger coursed through her veins.

Stella is evil and her next steps are already predictable. Since she had never hidden her hate for Aurora, she was now going to deal with her properly.

“What will my Aunt say?” Aurora shrugged. “Well, I’m sure she wouldn’t want to cause a ruckus with the guests present.”

Abigail shook her head in disappointment and regret. “My dear friend, Stella is going to press down on your neck now that your father is gone.”

“Thank God I have Xander,” Aurora stated without a smile. Then she grabbed her dress from last night which had already been dry-cleaned and said to Abigail, “Let’s go.”

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“Mrs. Swift, Mrs. Coker,” Richard rose to his feet and immediately, Patricia and Owen followed. “My family and I will take our leave now.”

“Thank you for coming,” Stella said, rising to her feet along with Stephanie. “We won’t walk you to the door.”

Richard nodded in understanding before leading the way out.

Stella and Stephanie turned their gaze to Xander who remained sitting, wondering what he was still waiting for.

“Mr. Scott, is there something more you would like to—.”

Stella was still in the middle of asking her question when Aurora returned with Abigail in tow. Seeing the stuff in her hands, she looked back to Xander as her brows slightly furrowed.

“I’m ready,” Aurora said calmly to Xander. “We can leave now.”

Xander nodded, his gaze softening as he rose to his feet. And almost immediately, Stella understood they were leaving together.

“Mr. Scott, where are you taking my stepdaughter?” She asked Xander, her tone slightly authoritative.

Xander cast his gaze on her and said, his tone dripping with sarcasm, “If I heard you clearly, you told my brother that you only have Olivia left. And since that is the case, I will escort Aurora since she wants to leave.”

Stella was stunned into silence. She wasn’t expecting that he would use her words against her. But just as he took a few steps forward, she stopped him in his tracks with her next statement.

“I heard you are married, but you seem to have a good relationship with my stepdaughter. Is your wife aware of this special bond you have with another woman?”

Xander spun to face her. “Why are you interested in what my wife thinks? Should you be concerned with that in this tragic time?”

Stella’s lips twitched. “I am afraid that my stepdaughter will do something wrong that will cause our family to lose face,” she said to him before glancing past his shoulder to fix her gaze on Aurora.

“I hope you will be mindful and not embarrass your father by breaking another woman’s home.”

Instantly, Aurora’s gaze turned ashen. She felt dizzy and staggered backwards but her arm was immediately caught by Abigail.

“Are you okay?” Abigail whispered as her brows furrowed in concern. Aurora nodded, regaining her balance.

Aurora was guilty of what Stella said, but it did remind her of what she talked about with Adam a few minutes before he was killed.

He had mentioned that her mother was her biological father’s mistress, and remembering that revelation hit her hard.

Stephanie caught Aurora’s reaction and turned to Stella. “Enough! You like making trouble, but remember that my brother who is your husband, is still lying cold in the morgue. Respect what has happened and be mindful of your actions.”

“I think you should tell that to your niece so she doesn’t embarrass us!” Stella said and turned her back.

Xander gave Stephanie a curt nod before striding straight to Aurora. He took the stuff she was holding in her hands and walked ahead while Abigail led her towards the door while still holding her arm.

As soon as they were out, Stephanie walked back to Stella and stood in front of her with a dark gaze.

“How dare you fix my brother’s funeral without consulting me? Whom did you discuss the date with?” she asked, confronting her about her decision.

Immediately, Stella met her gaze. “I don’t need to discuss Adam’s funeral with anyone before picking a date.”

“Do you realize that I am Adam’s immediate sister and your elder? Who the hell do you think you are?!” Stephanie snapped, her icy gaze threatening to spit glaciers at her.

“I am Adam’s wife, and I have all the rights in the world! I don’t need anyone’s input! If you don’t like the decisions that I make, you are welcome to take your leave!” Stella fired back with animosity in her tone.