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

from us, checking Mitch’s phone before answering

Mitch is asleep…” Ariana began, and I knew instantly

at Neil and me in disbelief, seemingly unable to

Mitch is drunk as a skunk and sprawled out on

you…” Stella’s ranting stopped abruptly, replaced by

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

his perfect

wasn’t sure why he was laughing. All I knew was that I wanted to tear Ariana apart.

get in?!” Ariana demanded,

I shot back

don’t understand

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

too much to drink. He was alone and vulnerable at the

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 to

Neil, pleading, “Mr. Whitmore, you know my

“I don’t know.”

tell he was not the least bit interested in Ariana.

she let go of the towel, which

after seeing her ample bosom, I had

quite a sight.

had already turned his back, reacting faster than I had.

mind?” I

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255