Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 441

Chapter 441

Having obtained Ariana’s present address, Neil and I drove there, following the directions from the GPS.

It was a commercial apartment complex, with easy access. Once we located Ariana’s apartment, we knocked a few times.

But there was no response, no sign of life within.

Could they not be inside? Had they checked into a hotel instead? I was resolute, if I caught them in any compromising position, I would document it and

hand it over to Stella. Mitch, as the guilty party, would stand no chance in the event of a divorce suit.

I had previously thought that if Mitch hadn’t made any substantial move, I would persuade Stella to give him another chance.

But now, my thoughts changed.

Neil dialed Mitch’s number, and I pressed my ear against the door, hearing the ringtone echo from within.

He was certainly inside!

As I pondered how to get in, Neil showed me his phone. It was a message from Gregory, who shockingly knew Ariana’s door code.

This made things easier. I punched in the numbers from the message, and the door clicked open quietly.

The apartment was a one-bedroom, one-living-room setup. The sound of running water echoed from the bathroom. Ariana was probably taking a shower, which was why she hadn’t heard us knocking.

Suddenly, the water stopped, and Mitch’s phone rang simultaneously.

Ariana emerged from the bathroom. She didn’t glance towards the door but went straight to the bed where Mitch lay, snoring like

from us, checking Mitch’s phone before

is asleep…” Ariana began, and I knew instantly that Stella

She looked at Neil and me in disbelief, seemingly unable to comprehend

reassured her, “Stella, it’s me. Mitch is drunk as a skunk and sprawled out on the bed, fully dressed. It doesn’t look like anything has happened. Don’t worry, I’ll handle things

did you…” Stella’s ranting

up

was smiling, his perfect crescent-shaped eyes full

knew was that I wanted to

you get in?!” Ariana demanded,

shot back coldly,

changed, her eyes darting around but avoiding my gaze. “I don’t understand what you mean. This is my apartment, so

asking

managed a forced smile, “I’m not playing games. I saw Mr. Mitch had too much to drink. He was alone and vulnerable at the bar, so I

we were coming?” I cut through her lie. “If you were concerned about his safety, why didn’t you take him home? You’ve been to his house for dinner, don’t tell

a loss for words. She looked at Neil, pleading, “Mr. Whitmore, you know my character, you should…”

“I don’t know.”

could tell he was not the least bit interested in Ariana.

go of the towel,

her actions. But after seeing her ample bosom, I

was quite a

already turned his back, reacting faster

you out of your mind?” I was

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