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.

was turned away from us, checking Mitch’s

Stella, Mr. Mitch is asleep…” Ariana began, and I knew instantly that Stella was the caller.

snatching the phone from Ariana’s grasp. She looked at Neil and me in

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 like anything has happened. Don’t worry, I’ll handle things here. You should

how did you…” Stella’s ranting stopped

worry about how I got here. Goodnight.” I hung up

Neil was smiling, his perfect crescent-shaped

knew was

in?!” Ariana demanded, flustered

you no shame?” I shot

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

pointed at Mitch, “He’s lying on your bed, and you’re asking

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

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 know where he lives. And the bar is closer to his house than it is to here, isn’t

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

her, “I don’t

not the least bit interested in

towel tighter. Suddenly, she let go of the towel, which immediately fell to the floor, revealing her

seeing her ample bosom, I had an

quite

had already turned his back,

mind?” I was speechless

that Mr. Whitmore has seen my body, doesn’t that make things between

cheaters, heard stories too, but never had I seen a mistress react this

cold, “I didn’t see anything. I’m