Trash Husband, I'm the Top novel Chapter 78

She asked the question only to force herself to give up hope.

Daniel gripped Aurora’s wrist tightly, almost shoving her into the car against her will.

“You’re mistaken. This has nothing to do with me—or with Eleanor.”

It was just another dirty corporate battle.

“Let’s go home.”

Tears shimmered in Aurora’s eyes, threatening to spill over.

“That’s not my home,” she whispered.

It was the place she’d always longed to escape.

The tears finally slid down her cheeks.

How cruel could he be?

The moment she’d walked into the police station, he couldn’t wait to put Eleanor back in that position. To everyone else, it was like he’d announced Aurora had betrayed them—sold out the formula.

From now on, she’d have no place in this industry.

Daniel pulled her into his arms with desperate strength, pressing a fierce kiss to the top of her head.

“I believe you, Aurora.”

He spoke of trust, insisting that putting Eleanor back in charge of development was only to stabilize things for now. Once the truth came out, Eleanor would step down on her own.

Eleanor...

Aurora clung to his white dress shirt, hope flickering in her tearful eyes.

“It was her. Eleanor set me up.”

She was absolutely certain.

But Daniel didn’t believe her.

He stroked her back, trying to soothe her frantic emotions.

“Aurora, calm down. Eleanor had nothing to do with this.”

Aurora’s voice was barely a whisper. “You still don’t believe me.”

Patiently, Daniel explained, “I know you’d never do something like this. But I don’t believe Eleanor would, either.”

Daniel was about to follow when the house phone rang—Mrs. Chambers, his mother, demanding they return to the family estate immediately.

Daniel refused. “We’re busy. We can’t make it.”

Mrs. Chambers’ voice was sharp as a knife. “After what she’s done, you’re still protecting her?”

She wanted them back so she could publicly condemn Aurora, make an example of her. After all, this scandal threatened the whole family’s reputation.

Maybe they’d even force a divorce.

Mrs. Chambers was almost hoping for it.

But Daniel stood firm. “The investigation isn’t over. Please don’t jump to conclusions.” His voice was cold as he hung up.

He started up the stairs—only to see Aurora dragging her suitcase down.

His brow furrowed in frustration as he grabbed the handle. “Aurora, don’t do this. Calm down.”

He said her name sharply, temper fraying.

Aurora lifted her chin. “Let go.”

She’d said long ago that she wanted to move out. Then, when his grandmother fell ill, she’d followed him back to Millbrook. Now, she was just picking up where she’d left off.