The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 77

Danielle recognized the man immediately.

It was Nash Langley—Alexander's chief assistant, and the only person in the company who knew about her marriage to Alexander.

She frowned and glanced in his direction.

A sleek black Mercedes sat parked under the shade of a tree not far away.

Compared to the parade of luxury cars idling outside the gates of the prestigious Montrose Academy, Alexander's car was almost modest.

Danielle could easily guess why Alexander had sent for her. There was only one reason he'd make such a show: to stand up for Millie. She couldn't imagine what else would prompt him to go to all this trouble.

But Danielle had no intention of getting involved.

Nash, however, stood squarely in her path, blocking her way with military precision. He clearly had no plans to let her and Niki leave.

Niki's face tightened in irritation as she glared at Nash, her eyes full of contempt.

Danielle's expression hardened. "So what's this, Nash? You planning to break the law and throw us into the car by force?"

Unfazed, Nash replied, "I wouldn't dare, Mrs. Davidson. I'm just asking you to step inside."

He lowered his voice: "Mr. Davidson says he knows where the thing you're looking for is."

—

A minute later, Danielle reached for the backseat door.

Nash blocked her gently, opening the front passenger door instead. "This way, ma'am—"

Danielle exhaled sharply, then ushered Niki into the backseat.

She hadn't expected Alexander to be driving himself today.

Raffy sat in the back, sulking, clearly chastened. He turned away when Niki got in, refusing to speak.

Niki didn't bother to acknowledge him either.

Alexander sat in the driver's seat, one hand draped casually over the steering wheel, his gaze cool as he addressed Danielle. "Tomorrow's my father's birthday. I want you at the dinner with me."

His tone was calm, almost indifferent, but there was no mistaking the command in his words. He left no room for discussion.

"We'll pick out a dress for you tomorrow."

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