Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 442

Ariana turned ashen, then pale, her eyes welling up with tears.

She brought this upon herself.

“Make a choice. I don’t have time for this.” I pressed Ariana for an answer.

Ariana was still not backing down. “I won’t choose. I did no wrong. When Mr. Mitch wakes up, he’ll see justice done!”

What Mitch would face upon waking would probably be Stella’s wrath, and I’d send her the evidence. Then I’d see how the Hebert family would favor their son.

I didn’t bother arguing with her. “Fine, I give you until midnight tomorrow to decide. If I don’t have an answer by then, that video will be all over the internet. I have plenty of ammunition to take

you down.”

“Don’t you dare push me too far!” Ariana could no longer defend herself and was just accusing me relentlessly.

I knew she still couldn’t think straight, so arguing with her was pointless. I walked over to the bed and slapped Mitch. “Mitch! Wake up!”

A handprint appeared on Mitch’s face. He opened his eyes with difficulty, and when he saw me, he started stuttering. “Honey, did you forgive me? Are you here to take me back?”

He reached to hug me, his body reeking of alcohol.

Before I could push Mitch away, Neil took a few steps forward and landed a blow on Mitch’s arm. Mitch winced and withdrew his arm. “Why are you hitting me, honey? I’m sorry… Don’t leave, don’t take our children…”

“Get up.” Neil grabbed Mitch’s arm and said coldly.

Recognizing Neil, Mitch managed to get up from the bed with difficulty and steadied himself, but he was still swaying. If it weren’t for Neil’s support, he might have fallen back down..

she heard Mitch begging for forgiveness, her eyes were filled

drunk, and

importantly, Ariana had answered a call from Stella, which was going to be hard

Mitch…” Ariana

eyes and looked at Ariana, mumbling, “Who

he was pretending or if he was really drunk, but

eyes filled

and I ignored her

Neil helped Mitch onto the bed to rest. Having

there was one problem. What if Mitch woke up and found out

drunk friend. “Tell me who told you that Yara was

now, you can’t get anything out of

truth comes out when he’s drunk.”

Neil interrogate Mitch. Under his relentless questioning, Mitch mumbled, “Neil, it… it was you who told me… you sent me the

him, he even wanted Mitch to say

atmosphere became awkward. Neil turned to look at me, his eyes full of

it enough that he said it?” I said calmly. “I told you, even if you were the

is, I didn’t tell him, okay?” Neil

said he would tell the truth when he’s

me. “See for yourself. When did I send him a message about Yara?”

I looked at the screen, which showed the text messages between him and Mitch. There was no mention

messages. It doesn’t mean anything. Let’s drop this. Just don’t do it

Neil was obviously angry. He almost smashed his phone, but in the end, he put it back in his pocket. He clenched his teeth, his jawline twitching, seemingly trying to suppress his anger. “Irene, have you lost your mind? Would I deny something I did? If I wanted to tell Mitch, I would have

the time, so I didn’t understand why he waited two days to tell

then tell me, who else could use your phone to message Mitch?”

speaking, the