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.

She didn’t glance towards the door but went straight to the

from us, checking Mitch’s phone before answering the call.

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

the phone from Ariana’s grasp. She looked at Neil and me

me. Mitch is drunk as a skunk and sprawled out on the bed, fully dressed. It

how did you…” Stella’s ranting stopped abruptly,

hung up and

smiling, his perfect

laughing. All I knew was that I

in?!” Ariana demanded, flustered yet trying

shame?” I shot

but avoiding my gaze. “I don’t understand what you mean. This

“He’s lying on your bed, and you’re asking what

smile, “I’m not playing games. I saw Mr. Mitch had too much to drink. He was alone and

why didn’t you take him home? You’ve been to his house for dinner, don’t tell me you don’t know where he lives. And the bar is closer

a loss for words. She looked at Neil, pleading,

“I don’t know.”

the least

her towel tighter. Suddenly, she let go of the towel, which immediately fell to

fathom her actions. But after seeing her ample bosom,

quite a

had already turned his back,

I was speechless at Ariana’s

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