Aria was sweating over her brow even as she stood at a corner.

At White Court Hotel, she had set things up so that Frank believed he had a drunken fumble with her.

She knew there were cameras in the hallways and the elevators, but there were voyeurs too...?!

Did that mean that what she did that night was recorded, and Eron's daughter wanted to tell Frank about that?

Forget Frank's fury once he was found out and take back everything he gave her—the life in glamor and riches she envisioned would go up in smoke!

Even as the thought struck her, Aria forced a smile as he turned toward Frank. "I'm a little tired. I'll go to my room now."

"Yeah, sure," Frank replied, already suspicious after seeing her unusual reaction.

Moreover, he was a Birthright rank elite and had overwhelming self-restraint, not to mention that he checked himself right after and did not find anything unusual.

how would

anything, Frank had his suspicions in the first place but came down

was a girl like Aria devious enough to arrange all of that just to deceive

Frank remembered running into Jean Zims at Grande Square, and what she said echoed in his mind: "Just watch your back—that woman you're with is

Frank basically sure that Aria had

he had not been thinking straight—he would not have afforded her the

evidence to back his suspicions, or he could not do anything if Aria got stubborn and refused

the evidence of what went down that

case, a trip

late now, but I shall be

"Great!" Eron exclaimed contentedly.

a little

thing—Eron was obviously

excuse to lure him to Southstream?

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