It had been a long time since Aurora last heard from Alison Walker. She hadn't expected Alison to call her, let alone to share something as startling as news about Genevieve.

"Genevieve's sentence has already been decided. Even if she's to be released early, her time inside was far too short for someone to get her out. It must've taken someone with real influence. Seems like Ivy has found herself a powerful backer," Aurora murmured.

"That's right. Funny thing is, I only found out because a friend of mine works there. We caught up yesterday, and she quietly mentioned it during our conversation," Alison replied.

"Do you know who got her out?" Aurora wasn't particularly worried about Ivy coming after her. She simply wanted to know who was behind it so she could prepare herself. "That, I don't know. All I heard is that it's someone from... the underworld. Someone with connections on both sides of the law. So... you get it. Getting someone out isn't exactly hard for a person like that," Alison said, leaving her words hanging in the air.

As someone who grew up in a wealthy family, Aurora understood all too well that not everything could withstand the light of scrutiny. It wasn't just the criminal world-many legitimate businesses weren't exactly clean.

The ties between government and business were undeniable, and the lines between crime and authority were often blurred. Like the roots of a tree, everything seemed interconnected beneath the surface. On the outside, the tree might appear lush and thriving, but underground, darkness prevailed.

"Thank you for telling me this. I'll be cautious," Aurora said sincerely.

"There's no need to thank me. You're a good person," Alison's voice carried an almost ethereal quality, distant and dreamlike.

Thinking about how they'd first met, Aurora couldn't help but smile faintly. Alison Walker, who had once been so guarded, was now voluntarily warning her of potential danger.

"How are things on your end?" Aurora asked.

"Paul and I are getting married," Alison said suddenly.

It had only been a few months since they last saw each other, yet to Aurora, it felt like a lifetime had passed. Now, things had taken such an unexpected turn.

"You're still young. Is it worth tying yourself down because of hatred?" Aurora sighed. She remembered when Paul and Alison were just casual lovers. Everything that had happened since had led to this moment, changing them both.

with his child now. I just want to give my baby a proper home," Alison said before

tone in her ear left Aurora feeling conflicted. Alison had once been consumed by revenge, and while

only other person Aurora knew who was so blinded by hatred was Ivy. She thought back to their last

her, and she knew it had likely broken Ivy's heart. No one understood the consuming power of hatred better than

off. "Mona, this isn't the way back," she said, snapping out of

been a car following us. I thought it was strange, so

unusual outside. But now, glancing back, she saw a black car

"Mona, head toward the

Mona replied, already planning the same strategy. The busier the roads,

Mona skillfully merged from a

weaving through the traffic until

waiting for you! Aurora scanned the area behind them and, seeing no sign of the car, sighed

situation was unsettling-whoever was following them clearly had

alert," Aurora instructed before quickly getting out

in the traffic jam, a pair of

we continue following

back," a man's low voice replied.

made her way to a nearby subway station, taking the train before switching to a taxi

you look so pale-like you've seen a ghost!" Mrs. Hill's voice startled

so

What happened to you? You don't look well," Mrs.

must be getting to me. Has Julian not come back yet?" Aurora glanced at the empty living room, feeling its

continues. Join us for the complete experience-all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! "Mr. Barnet has an engagement tonight, but he specifically called to make sure your favorite dishes

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

Comments ()

0/255