Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Aurora listened carefully to Bramwell Elderstone's words. Though they seemed somewhat unconventional, his sincerity was unmistakable. His every word carried weight, leaving little room for doubt. Aurora chose to believe him.

At this juncture, there was no turning back. Aurora could only press forward.

"Tell me more about the people in the family," she said firmly. "Know your enemy as well as yourself, and you will always prevail. If I don't even recognize them, I'll be at a disadvantage."

"Of course. I've already prepared the information for you. I didn't expect you to ask for it yourself. Looks like I really didn't choose the wrong person. There's still some time left-you can take a good look."

"Hand it over." Aurora accepted this reality and steeled herself to proceed.

"I'll leave you to it for now," Bramwell Elderstone said, handing her a stack of documents. Aurora began flipping through them earnestly. The first page was an introduction to her mother.

Her eyes lingered on the photograph. Even though she had forgotten so much, the face in the picture stirred something in her. It was her mother, after all. Even without having met her, the sight of that face brought an unexpected warmth to Aurora's heart.

As she continued reading, she gradually familiarized herself with the key figures in the family-who supported her, and who stood against her. Her most formidable adversaries were led by Mr. Grant and Mio. Aurora studied the profiles carefully, committing every detail to memory. Time flew by.

A knock at the door interrupted her focus. "Miss Aurora, Mr. Elderstone, it's time for us to leave," Carmine announced.

"Alright."

"Miss Aurora, did you manage to go through everything? If not, you can take it with you to review in the car," Bramwell Elderstone suggested.

"No need. It's all in my head now." Aurora set the documents aside and rose to her feet. "Let's go meet these people."

Bramwell Elderstone observed her calm demeanor. Despite having lost her memory, she exhibited

be nervous?" Aurora scoffed coldly. "By birthright, I am the rightful heir. Why

ahead, he couldn't help but smile faintly. This was the demeanor of a

a luxurious hotel owned by the R family. Aurora entered the car as it glided

thoughts were anything but. She worried about her baby. These were not good people, and she feared they might resort to underhanded tactics to harm her child. And there was another concern that Bramwell Elderstone

had reached the hotel. A doorman opened the car

way,"

this hotel one of the family's properties?" Aurora asked, removing her sunglasses to take in the grandeur

real estate, we have

position as head of the family was rightfully hers-how could she allow others to

grand lobby, Aurora's thoughts shifted. "Grandpa Bramwell,

have Carmine bring it to you shortly," he

it here." Aurora glanced at her watch. There were still ten minutes until noon. As the heir, arriving too early might make her appear weak and easily pushed

Elderstone couldn't fathom why she insisted on stopping for juice but complied

of juice, but she also helped herself to some pastries. After all, she was eating for three now. Who knew how long the meeting would last? She needed

area, Mio and her entourage passed by, separated only

forward and greet them, but Aurora stopped him. "Why bother? There will be

noticed how much Aurora had changed. Gone was the softness of three days ago, replaced by a sharp edge. She had been sheltered by Julian's gentle care, which had unintentionally softened her demeanor. Now, without those emotional ties, her

enjoy her dessert. "The tiramisu here is

Aurora, it's time for the meeting. Let's save this for later," Bramwell Elderstone urged, his punctual nature kicking in. This was a family gathering-tardiness

herself, responded lightly, "Grandpa Bramwell,

can you say that? Miss Aurora, what exactly are you waiting for?" he

entrance? I know many people in the family don't accept me. If I'm overly cautious, they'll only grow