The Billionaire's Mistake (Anya and Daniel) novel Chapter 5

In the front row, Daniel and his mother Mrs. Shaw, had seen Anya join the crowd to give flowers.

Mrs. Shaw frowned when she saw Anya with the guests and looked at her husband, “Daniel’s wife is not sitting with us? What does she mean by doing this?” she asked him.

“This is not the time, we will talk about this later,” he answered. Daniel, sitting next to his mother, heard her clearly, but did nothing but frown.

Soon, the family led the procession behind the coffin to the gravesite. Anya followed behind the crowd to the gravesite. She watched the coffin lower, while barely holding back tears.

She wished to go closer to the grave, but dared not. She really hated that he was buried in the Shaw family graveyard.

Even though she liked that he was closer to his family, she would not be able to see him anymore when she leaves. She only had the right to enter the Shaw ancestral house because of grandpa and now he was gone. Anya was sure she would not be allowed to enter inside these grounds again.

She turned around before the priest had the chance to throw the first sand and left the grounds. She walked out of the ancestral house and called a taxi while she walked. After walking a bit, she saw her taxi enter the lonely road and sighed.

For a moment, she thought the driver would cancel. After all, these several hundreds acres of land surrounding the ancestral mansion belonged to the Shaw family.

Most drivers would not want to drive into private land. Just as she was about to enter her taxi, she heard someone call to her, “Miss Jones.”

She turned to see who it was and noticed John Wheeler, Daniel’s secretary, running towards her.

“What is it?” she asked.

“Mr. Shaw instructed that you wait for him,” he said between heaved breaths. Hearing this, Anya paused for a second and entered her taxi, leaving behind John who could barely catch it.

What did she care about? This was a funeral she was not even invited to. Why did she need to wait?

Anya ignored his words and got home. She opened the door to her house and sat for a bit. She wanted to change, but she was too tired.

After lying around for a while, she hears a knock on her door. Opening it, she finds Daniel.

“What are you doing here? How do you know where I live?” she asked in confusion. She had never thought in her life, she would see Daniel on her doorstep.

“Come back home with me,” Daniel said.

“Why would I do that? I am in my home already,” Anya protested. She was not sure if the grief had gotten to his head.

“I mean the family home. You need to be there. There is a meeting,” he said.

When Anya heard this, she immediately shook her head. She always hated every moment she was forced to join his family’s event. She would be mocked and jabbed at.

Her only strength during those days was how nicely his grandfather treated her and how much she believed that she could melt his heart.

“There is no need for me to be there,” she said and he frowned.

“You don’t have a choice. All meme ears of the family are required to be there. As long as you are still in my family, you will follow rules,” Daniel said and grabbed her arm, dragging her out.

“Fine, fine! Just let me lock up!” Anya agreed. Only then did he stop.

She rushed back in and wore her shoes before returning and locking the door.