Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled novel Chapter 440

"Ms. Finch, how about showing a little decorum? What do you take me for?" Ariana retorted with a flare of anger, "I was just thinking, since I'm already here to pick up Mr. Mitch, I might as well take him home. It saves you guys the trouble. Is there something wrong with that?"

Her thin veneer of an excuse didn't fool me, "I don't mind the trouble, okay? In the future, please steer clear of married men. If you're looking for a man, try a matchmaking service."

Ariana fell silent for a while, probably fuming.

I didn't care and asked, "Where are you? At which bar? I'll be right there."

After some prodding, Ariana finally gave me an address. I looked at Neil, "You go pick him up. I need to stay home and take care of the kids."

"We have a nanny, don't we?" Neil seemed to want me to come with him.

"She can't handle it all by herself. You go get Mitch. And make sure Ariana doesn't follow!" I was a bit commanding, my mood was quite volatile, as if I had been betrayed too.

Neil wouldn't let it go, "Come with me. We can take advantage of Mitch's drunken state to get the truth out of him. Who told him Yara was with you? If he's sober, you'll accuse me of colluding with him. Now that he's drunk, he'll spill the truth."

Sometimes I had to admire Neil's tenacity. Even in this situation, he still remembered his mission to prove his innocence through Mitch.

But I didn't completely trust Neil. If he went alone, would he really be able to bring Mitch back? Would Ariana seize the opportunity to follow?

For the sake of Stella's family, I had to be cautious.

"Wait for me," I told Neil.

I went back inside the house.

Norah had already given Yara a bath, while Serena and Brandon had fallen asleep unknowingly.

Norah suggested, "Let them sleep a bit. When they wake up, we can give them their baths."

This was perfect. Norah could take care of Yara, and Serena and Brandon would sleep for at least an hour or two. This would give me enough time to handle Mitch's situation.

I grabbed my phone and stepped out of the house.

Neil was still waiting for me. Seeing me return, he seemed to crack a little smile, "Let's go."

We drove to the bar that Ariana had mentioned. I was busy with my phone the whole time, both to kill time and to avoid awkward silence.

The car was cruising smoothly until a drunkard suddenly stumbled out onto the road. Neil hit the brakes hard. My body jolted forward due to the inertia, and my phone fell under the passenger seat.

"Are you okay?" Neil asked immediately.

"I'm fine, just dropped my phone," I sighed in relief, glad that we didn't have an accident.

Neil nodded and checked my seat belt. Once he was sure I was okay, he continued driving.