Marks’ eyebrows furrowed a little. “No, we still haven’t managed to track them yet, which lends credibility to the suspicion that someone is pulling strings behind this. But don’t you worry, I’ll make sure it’s handled well.”
Arianne hesitated for a moment before casting a tentative question. “Then... what will we do if they’re found?”
Her trepidation was palpable enough that Mark thinned his lips before answering, “Doing what they did, despite knowing that their niece, who’s in the late stages of pregnancy and, therefore, in high risks of complications, is a travesty. Worse still, they are your uncle and aunt; it’s unforgivable even if they did it under threat. Of course, I will not forgive that elusive puppet master behind the scene, either. Now, I understand your concerns, Ari. Judging from the series of events, it seems more likely that your aunt’s role was passive, forced. There are reasons to believe that, given a chance, she would choose against it. Your uncle is a different story, however, he did it without batting an eyelash. I’ll punish them accordingly and proportionately.”
Even after hearing his explanation, Arianne was none the wiser about Mark's plan. The man she saw now was what he wanted her to see, but there was another side, lurking, refusing to let her peek. She knew nothing about this side of him, so all she could do right now was to cross a bridge when she saw one.
Besides, whether those two could be found or not remained to be seen.
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