Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

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 answering the call.

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

Ariana’s grasp. She looked at Neil and me in

Stella was still ranting. I reassured her, “Stella, it’s me. Mitch is drunk as a skunk and sprawled out on the bed, fully dressed. It doesn’t look

ranting stopped abruptly, replaced by

Goodnight.” I hung up and handed

atmosphere, Neil was smiling, his perfect crescent-shaped

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

Ariana demanded, flustered yet

you no shame?” I shot back coldly,

don’t understand what you mean.

you’re asking what I

not playing games. I saw Mr. Mitch had too much to

I tell you we were coming?” I cut through her lie. “If you were concerned 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

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

interrupted her, “I don’t

was not the least bit interested in Ariana.

Suddenly, she let go of the towel, which

But after seeing

quite

turned his back, reacting faster than I

I was

you insist that my relationship with Mr. Mitch is inappropriate, then now that Mr. Whitmore has seen my body, doesn’t that make things between us even murkier?”

stories too, but never had I seen a mistress react

didn’t see anything. I’m