The man had kidnapped the Wilhelms to threaten Arielle but claimed he wouldn’t lay a hand on her. The three of them refused to believe him, but they had no other choice. They couldn’t contact Arielle to stop her from coming here, either.
They were weighed down by dread when Arielle finally arrived. She got off the taxi and glanced at the brightly lit house. Taking a deep breath, she pressed the doorbell.
“Coming!” Hearing the doorbell, the man’s eyes lit up. He immediately went to open the door. Once the door creaked open, Arielle strode in without fear.
“It’s you?” She saw Aaron standing before her.
“Yes, it’s me. Are you surprised?” Aaron raised a brow and flashed a devilish grin.
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