However, she didn't give in that easily.
She stared at Aaron with an oblivious face. “Who are you? Who‘s Arielle?”
When he noticed that she was still pretending, Aaron snorted. “Arielle, you don't have to pretend. I know you're not dead!”
“I don't know what you're talking about!” Arielle turned around, grabbed Vinson‘s arm, and walked into the apartment.
“I will make you come clean!” As he spoke, Aaron turned around and walked away.
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