My Wife is a Hidden Big Shot

Chapter 424 - 392: Can This Really Be Given to the Sinclair Family?

The night was deep, the stars faint.

Stella Sinclair emerged from Master Sinclair’s room, her face etched with exhaustion.

Her steps faltered when she saw Aurora Sinclair standing outside.

’Her feelings were a tangled mess right now. The person before her was the one she had once despised most.’

’When they were children, even though Aurora had a special constitution, their grandfather and the others always focused their attention on her.’

’That was because her second uncle was too capable; he had built up more than half of the Sinclair Family’s businesses and had long been the designated successor for Family Head.’

’As the young master’s daughter, Aurora naturally outshone her by a wide margin.’

’Later, when her second uncle’s family met with their accident, Grandfather sent Aurora away. Only then did the family’s attention refocus on her own family, but she knew that her grandfather, youngest uncle, and aunt were always thinking about Aurora.’

’The gifts they prepared for her were always one of a pair, never unique to her alone.’

’Then Aurora returned, and their blatant favoritism made her jealous. She was afraid Aurora would take away everything she had in the Sinclair Family.’

’She had done many things to suppress her, but even amidst the dust, a dazzling light still shines brightly.’

’Just like her second uncle back then. The truth was, she envied her.’

"I’m sorry..."

"Thank you..."

Their voices rang out in unison, and both of them froze.

Stella Sinclair suddenly let out a light, somewhat bitter laugh. "What is there to thank me for? He’s my grandfather, too..."

’Even in his confusion, the person he remembered was still her...’

But Aurora Sinclair looked at her with great earnestness and thanked her again. "Thank you, Sister..."

Stella was stunned, her beautiful eyes widening abruptly. But the expression on Aurora’s face remained impassive. She suddenly pulled a wooden token from her pocket, stuffed it into Stella’s hand, and then turned and left.

Staring at the wooden token in her hand, Stella sucked in a sharp breath.

It bore the unique mark of Master Flora Guthrie. In other words, this token could represent Master Flora Guthrie herself.

***

Just as Aurora Sinclair was about to leave the Sinclair Estate, she saw Janet Sinclair leaning against her red sports car, smoking a cigarette.

"Did you see the old man?"

Aurora nodded and slowly walked over. "I’ll ask the Warners to come."

Janet exhaled a puff of smoke, flicked the ash from her cigarette, and gave a slight nod.

"You’re the one who handled the Whitlock Family matter?"

Ever since the Sinclair and Morgan Families had dissolved their contract, the two families had had very little contact. That was why the Whitlock Family had dared to keep pressuring the Sinclairs.

But a while ago, the Whitlock Family had suddenly stopped their campaign against the Sinclairs. The head of the Whitlock Family had even come to apologize with lavish gifts, implicitly begging Aurora to show mercy.

Aurora thought for a moment, then nodded.

Janet took another drag from her cigarette. ’I knew it was her, but hearing her admit it still sends a little ripple through me.’

"Want to go for a spin?"

Aurora glanced at her car and nodded again. "I’ll drive..."

"You know how to drive?" Janet was a little surprised. She looked her up and down, then extinguished her cigarette and got in the car.

Aurora opened the passenger door and got in directly.

"Buckle up."

She reminded Janet, then skillfully started the car, tapped the accelerator, and the vehicle pulled out onto the road slowly.

Janet shot a glance at Aurora’s speed, utterly exasperated.

’This is a limited-edition sports car, and my niece is driving it with the plodding steadiness of an ox pulling a plow.’

But once they left the city limits, it was as if a seal on Aurora had been broken. She floored the accelerator, nearly giving Janet a heart attack.

She drove even more wildly than Janet herself. The speed was so unrestrained it was as if the car would take flight if it just had a pair of wings.

By the time the car stopped at the summit of a mountain, Janet threw open the door and squatted by the roadside, dry-heaving for a long while.

Aurora handed her a tissue.

"Little niece, who taught you to drive like this?"

"Morgan."

"..."

Janet suddenly felt it was necessary to have a chat with this former Young Lord Morgan.

That was less like driving a car and more like piloting a plane.

’My reserved little niece is straying further and further down the path of ferocity.’

The scenery at their destination was beautiful. Looking out, they had a panoramic view of the bustling city of Kingsford.

"Aunt, I won’t be the Sinclair Family’s Young Master," Aurora said suddenly, her eyes fixed on the view before them.

Janet had known for a long time that she wasn’t interested in the Sinclair Family, but hearing her say it aloud still brought a pang of sorrow.

’Her abilities are no less than her second brother’s. If she became the Head of the Sinclair Family, the family would only achieve greater heights.’

"If the Sinclair Family is in trouble, you can find me at the Radiant Void Sect on Sunstone."

Aurora pulled a wooden token from her pocket. The two words "Radiant Void" were carved onto it.

The ancient script exuded an air of dignity and solemnity.

Janet’s expression instantly turned serious. She knew a few things about the Martial World. Veridia’s Martial World was home to many Ancient Martial Families and Ancient Martial Sects. This token was most likely a symbol of her niece’s sect.

"Can you really give this to the Sinclair Family?"

Janet asked worriedly. Such Ancient Martial Sects and Families wouldn’t easily give their tokens to outsiders. If they did, it would require the approval of the Sect Leader or Family Head.

’My niece is so young; she can’t have much say in her sect. Will she get her master into trouble for suddenly giving away something so valuable?’

Aurora nodded and added, "If you can’t find me, look for my junior sister or junior brother."

"Does your master know?"

"He knows."

"That’s good, then."

Janet finally relaxed and carefully put the wooden token away.

On their way back, Janet received a call from Chester Greene.

"Head of the Sinclair Family, I hear your niece is back? Is she going to continue her studies or not?"

Janet looked at her niece beside her and gestured with the phone. Just as she was about to offer some polite words, Aurora’s cool voice cut in. "Mr. Greene, I’ll complete my coursework in one year."

「The next day.」

Aurora Sinclair and Alvin Morgan went straight to Arcadian University. After some negotiation, she returned with a trunk full of books.

She had made a deal with the president of Arcadian University: she had to finish three years of coursework within one year and score above 90 on all exams, or she would be expelled.

Beta Morgan glanced in the rearview mirror at the two of them, who were now studying strategies for their final match, and sighed faintly.

’His Master has way too much faith in Aurora, doesn’t he?’

’With so many books, it’s doubtful she could even read through them all in a year, let alone pass the exams.’

’And Aurora has two majors!’

After Beta’s sixth sigh, Alvin Morgan finally looked up at him and asked lightly, "Aurora, what did Beta and Benjamin say during dinner yesterday?"

Aurora thought for a moment, then recited, "Master, this dish is spicy, you can’t eat it..."

Beta had assumed his master and Aurora were just making idle chat, but the more he listened, the more alarmed he became.

She was repeating what they had said yesterday, word for word.

"Watch the road," Alvin said coolly.

Beta instantly tore his gaze away, his heart reeling with shock.

’Does Aurora Sinclair have such a powerful memory?’

’Doesn’t that make her a super-genius, just like Master?’

’No wonder his Master isn’t worried at all.’

Beta let out a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, Aurora shouted, "Look out!"

A large truck, seemingly out of control, was hurtling toward them from the opposite direction.

Beta’s face changed in an instant. He immediately wrenched the wheel to the left, but the truck swerved right at them...