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.

the bathroom. She didn’t glance towards the door but went

was turned away from us, checking Mitch’s phone before answering the

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

Ariana’s grasp. She looked at Neil

was still ranting. I reassured her, “Stella, it’s me. Mitch is drunk as a skunk and sprawled out on the bed, fully dressed. It doesn’t

did you…” Stella’s ranting stopped abruptly,

I hung up and handed the phone to Neil. “Hold

this tense atmosphere, Neil was smiling, his perfect crescent-shaped

I knew was that I wanted to tear Ariana apart.

demanded, flustered yet trying to maintain composure.

shot back

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

on your bed, and you’re asking what I mean? Ariana, stop

games. I saw Mr. Mitch had too much to drink. He was alone

safety, why didn’t you take him home? You’ve been to his house for dinner, don’t tell me you

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

interrupted her, “I don’t know.”

he was not the

of the towel, which immediately

couldn’t fathom her actions. But after seeing her ample bosom, I had

was quite a

back, reacting faster than

out of your mind?” I was speechless

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