“One day, you will be mine, Ari.” There was a crazed look in Aaron's
eyes.
After receiving Aaron's text, Arielle and Vinson set off to the palace. The moment they reached the palace, Arielle took out her phone and dialed Sybil's phone number.
When Sybil received the call and knew that Arielle was at the entrance of the palace, he didn't have enough time to inform Dylan. Rushing over to the entrance, he greeted, “His Majesty will be delighted to see you here.” “I guess,” Arielle replied coldly. Being the observant man that he was, Sybil shut up and said nothing more because he realized that Arielle was unhappy.
After a few minutes, Sybil led Arielle and Vinson to Dylan's palace. Dylan was coming down the stairs and his face lit up with joy the moment he saw Arielle.
“What brings you here? Does your arm still hurt?” Dylan walked toward Arielle and asked.
Arielle could tell that Dylan genuinely cared about her from the way he looked at her. However, the thought of him having another wife and a son caused her gaze to darken.
“I have something to ask you,” she blurted.
Still immersed in the happiness of Arielle visiting him, Dylan didn't notice the shift in her mood. Smiling, he replied, “You can ask me whatever you want. I’ll tell you everything.”
Dylan watched as Arielle opened her bag and took out the book. Before she even took out the photo, his face paled because he recognized the book.
She hasn't found the photo, has she? A plethora of scenarios on how to make a plausible excuse for himself flashed across his mind.
In the next moment, Arielle took out the photo right under his nervous gaze.
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