His Domineering Lover

Aleigha turned around a corner.

She let out a long sigh of relief and smiled.

She felt relieved for knowing Marcos' plan in advance.

She had been afraid that Marcos would stab her in the back.

Aleigha didn't dare to underestimate Marcos.

When night fell, and lights were lit.

Boatcus Mansion was ablaze with lights. Adrian arrived here early, but Aleigha stood her up.

Aleigha went back to the Gardner's.

It was weird and quiet in the house. Aleigha didn't meet anyone during her entrance into the house.

And Laura disappeared too.

At the staircases, Aleigha heard smashes from Dustin's room on the second floor.

Aleigha turned cold and went upstairs quietly.

"You always look down upon me."

"Lying on your sickbed, you give the family property to a country girl instead of me!" "What on earth in your mind? Tell me now." Marcos yelled with anger, and the entire house could hear his roar. Aleigha approached grimly, stopped at the door, and recorded what happened inside the room with her phone.

Marcos acted as Kasey had said.

"You beast! Your aunt is right. I shouldn't trust you."

Dustin's voice was as low as a sob, and it seemed he was exhausted.

"I will deal with Charlotte that bit*ch later."

"Well, you like that country girl. I will get her here and make her give back all those properties in front of you."

"Dad, don't blame me, as it is all your fault. You let me down."

"Get lost! I don't want to see your face. Err... Err..."

Aleigha could tell from the hoarse voice of Dustin that he felt bad.

She kicked the door open.

"Marcos, let Grandpa go."

The open door frightened Marcos, but his hand didn't leave Dustin's neck.

Aleigha took a series of photos of the crime scene. Then, she made a call.

"Adrian, help. I'm in the Gardner's."

When the phone rang, Adrian was ready to yell at Aleigha. However, what Aleigha said made her fly out of the restaurant without a word.

"Bit*h, I'll kill you!" Marcos's eyes turned red. He let go of Dustin and dashed toward Aleigha.

Aleigha was quick enough to dodge and threw a vase on the table at Marcos.

Marcos dodged awkwardly. Marcos, infuriated by the attack, caught Aleigha and slap her on the face.

Brutality flashed past Aleigha's eyes. She grabbed one of Marcos' hands and tumbled Marco down with wrestle.

Practice made perfect. Her strength was weak, so she practised day and night.

Marcos was tall and thin, but Aleigha did a good job.

What happened just now was far beyond Marcos's imagination.

His bones seemed to smash on the ground.

Aleigha took the opportunity to rush to Dustin when Marco lay motionless on the ground.

A chill ran through her heart, as Dustin already died with widened eyes.

Marcos struggled to stand up and laughed at

Aleigha in shock.

"Bit*h, that old man is dead. What can you do now? Give me those properties."

"I'll leave your body intact, then your mother and grandpa will recognize you."

Aleigha clenched her fists, and then a bright smile spread across her face as a firework did.

"Dad, the property is mine, so is the whole Gardner family. What is your next move?"

"You intend to kill me and forge the crime scene to get those properties?"

"However, I say you will fail. Do you believe it?"

Marcos was anxious to kill Aleigha, as he knew Adrian was on the way here.

"Aleigha, I won't kill you, as long as

you give me those properties.

is more, I promise you an affluet

life in the future."

"You're my daughter, how can I kill you?"

Marcos smirked with brutality in his eyes.

"Really? Should I trust you?" Aleigha asked with some confusion in her eyes.

Marcos chuckled to himself.

"You should. I was compelled

against my will about your

grandfather. I love you." "I won't lie to

my daughter. Give me what I

t I said,

and then we leave here to enjoy our

lives abroad."

Frowning, Aleigha smiled faintly, and her eyes were as tranquil as the calm lake.

"But Dad, Adrian is here. We won't believe what you said."

Adrian stood at the door with his hair glistening with beads of sweat. The smile on Aleigha drove the panic away from the bottom of his heart.

With a chill on his back, Marcos turned around stiffly.

"Uncle Gardner, are you going to confess your crime, or do you need us to escort?"

Adrian strode into the room and held Aleigha in his arms.

He felt so worried about Aleigha that he already ran eight red lights all the way to the Gardner family.

Thank goodness that his Aleigha was fine! Her unkempt hair confirmed to him that she resisted just now.

"Are you alright?" Adrian asked gentlely, with affection in his eyes.

Aleigha pursed her lips and shook her head, "I'm fine, but I can't hold on for long either."

Fierceness appeared in Marcos's eyes. A crazy idea came into his mind when Adrian and Aleigha were in a conversation.

Marcos had to be vicious now when Adrian was already here.

Marcos knew that Dustin kept a gun in this room for selfdefence.

Adrian intended to leave this dangerous place with Aleigha. And his men would take over the follow-ups.

Before they left the door, Marcos took out the gun.

"None of you will walk out of this place alive," Marcos appreciated his boldness now.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

Aleigha looked at Marcos gloomily.

Adrian pulled Aleigha to his back subconsciously.

Aleigha regretted not taking her gun with her today.

"Give me what the old man gave you. Hurry up," Marcos screamed, and his hand holding the gun was trembling.

He was excited, or a little crazy.

Killing was nothing to Marcos, but he got overexcited when his target was Adrian.

"Aleigha, give him, or else we'll die today," Adrian's face darkened.

The air in the room was fierce and dull.

What Adrian said sounded like that he was showing the white feather. Marcos was wild with joy for this.

"They are in my room. Go and get them yourself.

They are in the drawer of my dressing table."

Some mystery flashed in Aleigha's eyes, and she had another plan.

"Ah, what are you doing, Marcos? Don't shoot, and put down the gun."

Kasey walked in and held Marcos instantly, distracting his attention.