Mission To Remarry

As she stepped out of the hotel, Aubree's mind drew a blank. She had no idea what to do next.

There was no way she could return to the mansion on the outskirts, as Lucian would definitely have it watched.

The same could be said of the hotel.

Feeling desperate, she gave Frieda a call.

The latter, who was already sound asleep, was woken up by the ringing of her phone.

Just as she was about to end the call by reflex, she was jolted awake by a glimpse of the caller ID. It was then that a glint of annoyance flashed across her eyes.

Aubree! When is she going to stop bugging me?

Upon regaining her composure, she answered, “Aubree, is there anything I can do for you?”

“Where are you now? Come to the hotel. I'm downstairs waiting for you. Remember, don't let anyone find out!”

in Aubree's voice couldn't be any

sink. Before she even replied, she had already gotten out

do you want to see

flatly, “They have evidence against me and have probably called the police too. That's why I've

froze as panic began to

the run from the police. Should I help her now? What

up, the first thing I'll do when I'm caught is to expose your crimes. When that happens, I can't guarantee what my

the blatant threat, Frieda lost her temper and snapped, “You

back then. It's too late for regrets now. You have twenty minutes. If I don't see you,

that, Aubree ended

tone rang out from her phone,

was then that Cory's words began to echo in

going to happen, I would've

it was too late for regrets

choice but to get herself