Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 263: You Come to Me, I Show You the Way

Aurora had unwittingly spent the entire night asleep in a chair, waking up in the morning feeling somewhat dizzy.

"I actually slept here all night," she said with a self-deprecating laugh.

Subconsciously, she reached for her phone only to find that there were still no messages from Julian. This absence annoyed her greatly. Initially, it was certainly Julian's fault for following her, but she had also used harsh words that hurt him. Now, who was right or wrong didn't matter; what mattered was that Julian seemed genuinely upset, otherwise he wouldn't have cut off contact for so long.

Everyone told her that a simple apology and a bit of charm would mend things, but being naturally proud, she wasn't someone to easily bow her head.

She rubbed her nose, feeling the onset of a cold, although she was generally in good health aside from some stomach issues. She wasn't too worried about a minor cold; drinking more hot water would suffice.

Aurora dressed swiftly. It seemed she would be staying in a hotel for the foreseeable future, for returning to the villa brought back too many memories of her time with Julian.

Her phone vibrated urgently. She rushed to it, hoping it was a message from Julian. The screen showed just a few words: "It's done."

Aurora felt a pang of disappointment, her lips curling into a resigned smile. When had her dependence on that man become so severe? He had only been by her side for a short while, yet a few days of his absence left her feeling utterly lost.

She splashed her face with cold water, reminding herself to stay strong. She had been fine before without a man, and she had important things to attend to.

Dressed, Aurora headed to the presidential suite, where Alison yawned as she opened the door.

bag containing several strands

enough?"

was crucial evidence for her plan to take

stamina, not at all what you'd expect from someone

pulled out a check from her bag and handed

hope you can keep today's events

nothing good. At least on this point, we're on the same side.

the pouring rain that she would make those who

both sought revenge, the nature of their actions differed, and Alison's potential sacrifice was clearly much

nothing left,

now, I would feel that I was the one at fault, empathizing heart to heart. Between us, there was never any deep-seated hatred; what you did was merely what I had done to you, and you were

realized you were straightforward and not the spoiled princess I had imagined. Our grievances end here, but my feud with Paul is just beginning. I will not let him and his wife

greatest trait is their

make you rich for life, but it's enough to start a small business and live a simple life," Aurora felt a pang of guilt.

that I have lost everything-no family, no friends, no lover-I have nothing left to fear. I will fight them to the end before I change

out to be a perceptive person. It seemed that she should not have judged so many

her previous arrogance at the company and her fawning over Paul, her face a

futile, like throwing eggs against a rock. You can choose a quiet life or a tumultuous one. If