Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

As the voice echoed, all eyes turned toward the door. A woman in a black dress stepped inside.

If anyone had doubted before whether Aurora was truly Tina's daughter, that doubt dissipated instantly. Her face alone was irrefutable proof.

This was the hallmark of the R family-its genetic traits were overwhelmingly strong. Daughters often bore an uncanny resemblance to their mothers, and Aurora was no exception.

There was no need for introductions. Everyone instantly recognized her identity. The woman walked in with an amused smile, but her sharp gaze betrayed a maturity far beyond her years.

She pointed to the clock on the wall. "There are still ten seconds until noon. I'm not late, am I?"

"Of course not," someone quickly replied. Everyone had arrived early, eager to meet the famous Miss Aurora. Yet as the minutes ticked by and she didn't appear, impatience and irritation had begun to grow.

Though it felt to them like ages had passed, Aurora was, in fact, perfectly on time. But she had clearly heard some of the grumbling remarks earlier.

"If I'm not late, then why did I just hear someone calling me a stray child with no sense of time?" Aurora asked softly, her gaze carrying a pointed edge.

"Miss Aurora, surely you misheard!" someone stammered. Though her words were gentle, her presence was anything but. A chill ran through the room.

Aurora tossed a folder onto the table with a loud "bang," making everyone jump. It was clear this heiress wasn't one to be trifled with. That was everyone's first impression.

been observing Aurora closely since the moment she entered. She had changed.

like a delicate flower, carefully sheltered. Julian's devotion had overshadowed her

into a formidable woman, radiant and unstoppable. No one could dim her

to eliminate Aurora-she was destined to become his greatest

too late now. Aurora had

the table, leaning forward. "Since this is our first meeting, let me introduce myself. My name is Aurora, Tina's daughter. Here is the paternity test my mother and I conducted. If anyone doubts my identity, take

meticulous, had anticipated that Mr. Grant might try to challenge this point. While Aurora slept, samples had been

planned everything perfectly. What he hadn't anticipated was how boldly Aurora

face so strikingly similar to Tina's, that alone is proof enough. What need is there for a paternity test? Besides, you're the one

cold smile. She despised fence-sitters

an important figure within the family. "If I'm not mistaken, you must be Uncle Finn," Aurora said, her voice calm but cutting. "And if I recall correctly, it was you who said I wasn't my mother's child earlier. It's understandable-you don't know me yet, and doubt is only natural. Here. The paternity test is right in front of you. Take a good look. I wouldn't want anyone spreading baseless rumors about me being

Miss Aurora. I

Aurora's voice sharpened,

hurriedly, bowing slightly. "I'll look, I'll look right

If you showed them kindness,

reading the document did Aurora settle into her chair. She said nothing further, leaving

voice deceptively calm. "Did

Aurora. I saw it clearly. You are indeed Tina's

the test results and say whatever's on your mind. I have no patience

No one