All Chapters of Dating My Boyfriend's Uncle : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter 22: Stirring Pots and Stirring HeartsDays had passed since the incident Aria caused , and life in the company moved forward. Today, the company’s newest addition, Chelsea, was set to begin her duties as the company chef. Though she wasn’t one to fuss, Chelsea felt a twinge of excitement as she arrived at the kitchen assigned to her—a private space that gave her control over her own workspace, away from the constant hum of the main kitchen.As she entered, she was met by the head chef, a sharp-eyed man with years of experience etched into his lined face. He looked her up and down, then gave her a nod of approval. "Chelsea, right? I’ll be honest with you—we don’t usually get new hires straight into private kitchens. You’ll be responsible for meals for the board and, most importantly, the boss himself, Mr. Liam."Chelsea gave him a respectful nod. “Understood, sir. I’ll do my best.”He gestured to the gleaming counters and well-stocked shelves. “Good. Everything you need is here

Chapter 24:The meet upThe next morning dawned with a crispness in the air that mirrored the tight coil of anxiety in Liam’s stomach. Today, he would face Aria—a confrontation that had been long overdue. He hadn’t slept well, the mix of Charles’s warning and his dinner with Chelsea weighing on his mind. Last night had been a rare respite, a few hours of ease and laughter, but it only made today’s impending tension feel heavier.As he arrived at the café where he and Aria had agreed to meet, he felt a familiar sense of control slide into place. He was Liam, a man who handled challenges head-on. Yet, a part of him wondered if even he was fully prepared for what Aria might throw at him.He spotted her instantly; Aria had a presence that drew eyes. Dressed impeccably in a sharp burgundy blouse and tailored pants, she looked every bit the part of a woman who knew how to wield power. She glanced up as he approached, an enigmatic smile curving her lips as she leaned back in her chair.“Liam,

Chapter 26: Seeing through his facade.The following afternoon, Liam parked outside his mother’s house, the grand facade as familiar as his childhood memories. He took a deep breath, glancing in the rearview mirror as if to steady himself. Visiting his mother often left him feeling exposed—she could see through every façade he put up, every wall he tried to build. But he was here for his grandmother, who had been unwell lately, and he needed to make sure she was alright.Entering the house, he was greeted by the scent of fresh flowers and the quiet hum of the housekeepers bustling around. His mother, elegant and composed as always, was waiting in the living room. Her eyes softened when she saw him.“Liam, dear,” she greeted, embracing him warmly. “It’s good to see you. Grandma is resting upstairs; the nurse says she’s been stable.”He nodded, feeling a wave of relief. "That’s good. I was worried."His mother gave him a knowing look, the kind that made him feel like he was twelve again

Chapter 28: Their ruthless plan.Aria arrived at her father’s mansion, a sprawling estate with lush gardens and towering pillars that signified wealth and power. She walked up the stone path, her mind spinning with thoughts about how to push Liam into making a commitment. She was carrying Liam’s child, and she wanted to secure her position in his life — and in his fortune.When she entered the study, she found Charles sitting behind his ornate mahogany desk, reviewing a stack of documents with an intense expression. He looked up as she walked in, his piercing gaze softening momentarily as he took in the sight of his daughter. Charles was a man of calculated moves, and his presence always held an air of authority that made even Aria feel small at times."Ah, Aria, come in," he said, setting his papers aside and giving her his full attention. "To what do I owe this visit?"Aria closed the door behind her and sat across from him, her hands folded in her lap. "Father, I need your help wit

Chapter 30: Dawn of a new day.The next morning, the sunlight poured through the large windows of Charles’ mansion. Aria sat on a velvet armchair in the drawing room, waiting for her father. She tapped her manicured nails against the armrest, her mind racing with thoughts of her plan.Charles entered, his commanding presence filling the room. His neatly pressed suit and confident stride gave him the air of a man who knew how to get what he wanted. He smiled at Aria, but there was a calculating gleam in his eyes."Good morning, sweetheart," he said, settling into the armchair across from her. "You sounded urgent on the phone last night. What’s on your mind?"Aria crossed her legs, leaning forward with determination. "Father, I need your help. Liam isn’t taking responsibility for this baby, and I need to ensure he does."Charles raised an eyebrow. "Go on."Aria’s tone sharpened. "He’s been distant ever since I told him about the pregnancy. I know he’s hiding behind work, but he can’t av