Trapped in Love

Chapter 663

Chapter 663 Driving Draco Mad

Neil frowned and asked in a chilly tone, “Are you absolutely certain?”

“Yes,” his assistant replied. “The testimonies from those people all match up. I even brought a

psychologist as you requested, and the psychologist confirmed they seemed truthful.”

“Ask them how they were threatened,‘ Neil instructed.

“Okay, Mr. Xander.”

“Wait.” After a moment of thought, Neil said, ‘Text me the address. Im heading over.”

“Okay.”

When Neil received the address, he packed a change of clothes and left his bedroom. As he descended

the stairs, he ran into Thomas.

Noticing Neil’s departure, Thomas asked, “Neil, where are you off to?”

Neil said seriously, “Uncle Tom, I’m going to meet the individuals who participated in the bidding with Dad

in the past.”

After a brief pause, Thomas asked anxiously, “Have you found any leads?”

“Yes,” Neil confirmed.

“Who were they? Thomas asked.

Neil answered, “The Jordan family.”

“The Jordan family?” Thomas turned pale and took a step back. “Could they have been responsible for your father’s harm?” This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

“It’s very likely! I’m going now, Uncle Tom.”

“Neil!” Thomas stopped Neil and advised, “Please take good care of yourself. If it indeed was them, and if Draco learns of your investigation, he might-”

“Uncle Tom, don’t worry,” Neil interrupted Thomas, reassuringly smiling.

Daniella held a scalding tea glass while standing before Draco at Jordan Residence. However, Draco.

seemed disinterested in accepting the tea and instead focused on his phone.

Daniella bit her lip hard, shifting the glass from hand to hand. The pain in her fingertips nearly drove her to the edge.

“You can’t even handle this tea glass?” Draco suddenly glanced up at Daniella.

Tears welled in Daniella’s eyes. “But it’s incredibly hot. May I set it down for a moment?”

Draco snorted. “You can’t endure this minor discomfort. How can you ever be my daughter–in–law?”

Frustrated, Daniella felt that her qualifications as a daughter–in–law had nothing to do with her ability to hold a tea glass.

“Fine, you can put it down, pack your things, and leave,” Draco said, still engrossed in his phone.

Enraged, Daniella burst into tears. “If you find me undesirable, you can tell me honestly. I can change, but please don’t mistreat me.”

“Mistreat?” Draco laughed. “I gave you my dearest son, yet you can’t even hold a tea glass properly. How will you take care of my son in the future?”

Daniella wanted to retort by asking if Casey had no hands or if there were no servants in the house. However, she knew it would only anger Draco further.

Tearfully, she implored, “I have blisters on my hands now. How can I look after Casey then?”

“Will blisters kill you?” Draco asked indifferently.

Gritting her teeth, Daniella shook her head.

“You shouldn’t complain. You’re my daughter–in–law,” Draco said, and then he summoned his butler.

Bernard arrived, asking, “How may I assist you, Master Jordan?”

Draco stood up. “Make sure the tea in her glass stays hot, and watch her hold it until Casey returns home.”

Daniella’s eyes widened–she knew Casey was at a social gathering that evening. Her hands would be in

terrible shape if she had to hold the glass until Casey returned.

After Draco went upstairs, Daniella tearfully turned to Bernard. “Can you please help me? I’m begging you!”

Bernard sighed. “Ms. Love, I really can’t assist with this.”

But Daniella persisted, pleading desperately, “I’ll give you anything you want once I marry Casey. Please, help me.”