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

us, checking Mitch’s

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

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

a skunk and sprawled out on the bed, fully dressed. It doesn’t

did you…” Stella’s ranting

about how I got here. Goodnight.” I hung up and handed the phone to Neil. “Hold onto this.”

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

I knew was that I wanted to tear Ariana apart.

demanded, flustered yet trying to maintain

I shot back coldly, ignoring her

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

at Mitch, “He’s lying on your bed, and you’re asking what I mean? Ariana, stop

I saw Mr. Mitch had too much to drink.

to his house for dinner, don’t

words. She looked at Neil, pleading, “Mr. Whitmore,

interrupted her, “I don’t know.”

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

the towel, which immediately fell to the floor,

seeing her ample

quite a sight.

already turned his back, reacting

mind?” I was

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