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.

Wrapped in a towel, Ariana emerged from the bathroom. She didn’t glance towards the door but went straight to the bed where Mitch lay, snoring like a log.

us, checking Mitch’s phone before

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

Ariana’s grasp. She looked at Neil and me in disbelief, seemingly unable to comprehend our presence.

was still ranting. I reassured her, “Stella, it’s me. Mitch is drunk as a skunk and sprawled out on the bed, fully dressed.

you…” Stella’s ranting stopped abruptly, replaced

got here. Goodnight.” I hung up and

Neil was smiling, his perfect crescent-shaped eyes full of amusement.

sure why he was laughing. All I knew was that

get in?!” Ariana demanded, flustered

no shame?” I shot

but avoiding my gaze. “I don’t understand what you mean. This is my

and you’re asking what I

saw Mr. Mitch had too much to drink. He was alone and vulnerable at

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

at a loss for words. She looked at Neil, pleading,

her, “I

tell he was not the least bit

her towel tighter. Suddenly, she let go of the towel, which

seeing her ample bosom, I had

quite a sight.

turned his back, reacting faster than

mind?” I was speechless at

then now that Mr. Whitmore has seen my

too, but never had I seen a mistress

didn’t see anything. I’m

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