All Chapters of No One Hurts My Daughter and Lives: Chapter 31
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Chapter 31
The murmurs kept circling the table like smoke that refused to dissipate. Every whispered comment, every barely concealed smirk aimed at Aaron, landed somewhere deep inside Serena's chest. On paper, he was still her man. They had walked in together, arrived side by side, and in the eyes of everyone here, they were still a couple. Every word used to diminish him was, by extension, a word used to diminish her.What frustrated her most was that she couldn't entirely dismiss the criticism. Aaron had been back for a while now, and she hadn't once seen him look for work. He drifted through the days without urgency, as if employment simply didn't apply to him. If he had asked, she would have found him a position at Vale Cosmetics. Nothing glamorous, nothing that could compete with the general managers and shareholders boasting around this table, but something respectable.And yet Aaron seemed entirely unbothered, sitting with that same cool expression, as though the conversation
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Chapter 32
Someone at the table tossed out a remark, and Serena shook her head with a polite smile. "I really don't know anything about that."Ellie leaned forward, eyes bright with unrestrained excitement. "I always assumed the owner of The Skyhall Lounge was some old rich guy, you know? But the last time I was here, I actually saw him." She pressed a hand to her chest for emphasis. "Not only is he young, he's ridiculously handsome. Honestly, he's basically my Prince Charming."Zara rolled her eyes. "Doesn't matter how handsome he is. A man who can open a restaurant this size in the heart of Haven City comes from serious money. He's young, he's good-looking, and he probably has a line of women around the block. You're already off the market, so you can dream all you want.""If only I'd waited a few more years to tie the knot," Ellie sighed, putting on a dramatic show of regret.Serena felt no interest in whoever this mysterious owner was. She sipped her water and let the c
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Chapter 33
Aaron didn't care one way or the other. He lifted his glass and drank, letting the conversation wash over him like background noise.He was mid-sip when a figure appeared on the other side of the private room's floor-to-ceiling window. A young man in a crisp white suit crossed the main hall with the easy confidence of someone who owned the ground beneath his feet. He looked to be in his mid-twenties, sharp-browed with clean, angular features that gave him an air of quiet discipline rather than mere good looks.Every woman in the main dining hall turned to stare. The reaction was immediate and audible even through the glass."Oh my god," Ellie breathed, pressing both palms flat against the table. Her eyes went wide and starry, and she didn't spare so much as a glance at the sour expression settling over her husband's face. "I can't believe he's actually here tonight."Zara leaned forward, curiosity piqued. "Who is that?"Wesley set down his drink with a knowi
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Chapter 34
Nobody in that private room could believe what they had just witnessed, yet the evidence was undeniable. Based on the brief exchange, Quincy Thornton, owner of The Skyhall Lounge, had treated Aaron Holmes with unmistakable courtesy. Warmth, even. The kind of deference you showed an equal, not a stranger. It shattered every assumption the room had built over the past hour. Wesley Wood had frozen in the doorway. The visual hit him like a freight train, his mind refusing to reconcile what he knew about Aaron with what he had just seen. His fingers tightened around the doorframe, knuckles blanching, and a muscle in his jaw twitched involuntarily as he struggled to arrange his expression into something neutral. Zara Sutton and Ellie stood rooted beside the table, their half-raised glasses forgotten. Neither could find a word to say. The ice in their drinks popped softly in the silence, the only sound in a room that had gone unnervingly still. "Good to hear."
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Chapter 35
The receptionist's smile was polite but hollow, the kind perfected by years of gatekeeping for wealthy executives. She studied Aaron Holmes from head to toe, her gaze lingering on his plain clothes, the absence of a designer watch, the lack of anything that might mark him as someone worth interrupting Quincy Thornton's evening for. "I don't have an appointment," Aaron said, reading the question before she could ask it. "However, if you tell Quincy that I'm here looking for him, he'll agree to see me." The receptionist blinked. She ran through her mental catalog of faces that belonged to this building's upper floors, the investors, the partners, the old-money types who breezed past her desk without a second glance. This man fit none of those categories. She manufactured a pleasant expression and said, "I'm sorry, sir. Director Thornton is in a meeting at the moment. Perhaps you could wait, and I'll notify him when he's available?" Aaron didn't push back. He simply
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Chapter 36
The moment Serena stepped through the front doors of the Vale Main House, every pair of eyes in the corridor swiveled toward her. Cousins paused mid-conversation. Aunts watched from the staircase landing with thin, appraising smiles. She kept her chin level and her pace steady, but the weight of their collective scrutiny pressed against her shoulders like something physical.The main hall was cavernous and bright, its marble floor polished to a mirror sheen. At its center sat her eldest uncle, Felix Vale, flanked by senior members of the Vale family. Their expressions told her everything before a single word was spoken. Not one of them looked pleased."Uncle Felix," she said, inclining her head with genuine respect.He did not return the greeting. His palm slammed against the armrest with a crack that echoed off the vaulted ceiling, making two younger cousins near the doorway flinch."So you still remember to call me Uncle." His voice was clipped, each syllable b
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Chapter 37
Reaper gave a short nod and reached for his phone, ready to make the call.But before his fingers could find the number, the device buzzed to life in his hand. He pressed it to his ear without hesitation. "This is Reaper."Aaron watched the man's expression shift as the voice on the other end delivered its message. What started as focused attention darkened into something far more grim. By the time Reaper set the phone down, his jaw was tight, his eyes cold."What happened?" Aaron set his cup of soy milk aside, studying his subordinate's face.Reaper straightened immediately, squaring his shoulders before he spoke. "Lord Holmes, word just came in from Ghost Healer's people. Conrad Lockwood left his villa a short while ago. He's surrounded by a full security detail, and they're heading toward the northwest fringe.""Why would he go out there?"Genuine curiosity crept into Aaron's voice, but it lasted only a moment. His mind was already turning over the p
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Chapter 38
Serena's teeth clenched so hard her jaw ached. The anger burning across her face was raw and unfiltered, because the man standing before her, the man who had orchestrated all of this, was the last person she ever expected.The same Conrad Lockwood who had once courted her with flowers and rehearsed smiles. The same man she had turned away without a second thought."The Vale family?" Conrad burst into laughter, the sound ugly and grating. His features twisted as amusement gave way to something darker, something unhinged. His eyes carried a reddish tint, like a man who hadn't slept in days and no longer cared to pretend otherwise. "Serena, sometimes I genuinely find you hilarious. Do you actually believe the Vale family is still what it used to be?"He took a step closer, his leather shoes clicking against the concrete floor. "Let me put this plainly. You are a tool to them. Nothing more. And right now, your usefulness is just about spent. Sooner or later they'll discar
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Chapter 39
The phone shattered the silence inside the car like a gunshot.Reaper snatched it up without a heartbeat's hesitation, listened for three seconds, then lowered the device. A thin smile cracked across his face. "Lord Holmes, we have him. Conrad Lockwood's holed up in Daybreak Warehouse, about twenty miles past the northwest fringe.""Send me the coordinates." Aaron's voice was flat, almost casual, but the two men flanking him felt the weight behind those four words settle over the interior of the car like a change in air pressure before a storm.Reaper forwarded the pin within seconds, holding the screen in front of Coldwraith, who was behind the wheel. One glance was all Coldwraith needed. His eyes returned to the road, and his foot pressed the accelerator a fraction deeper. "Half an hour. Maybe less."Aaron said nothing. He stared through the windshield at the ribbon of asphalt stretching toward the horizon, jaw set, every muscle locked in a stillness that had n
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Chapter 40
The rooftop wind cut across the steel framework, carrying with it the distant thrum of rotors somewhere beyond the skyline. Below, the industrial scaffolding rose in tiers like the skeleton of some half-finished cathedral, and Aaron Holmes was threading through it at a dead sprint."How long until the helicopter arrives?" Conrad Lockwood demanded, his voice tight with barely concealed anxiety. He kept glancing upward, as if he could will the aircraft into existence through sheer impatience.David Whitman checked his watch and gave a short nod. "Should be any minute now."Conrad exhaled slowly, the tension in his shoulders easing by a fraction. He clapped both men on the back, one after the other. "Hold the line here. I'm going up to check." Without waiting for a response, he turned and took the stairs toward the roof two at a time, his polished shoes ringing against the metal grating.Far below, Aaron moved in sharp, unpredictable zigzags across the open ground.
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