As she stepped out of the hotel, Aubree’s mind drew a blank. She had no idea what to do next. There was no way she could return to the mansion on the outskirts, as Lucian would definitely have it watched.
The same could be said of the hotel. Feeling desperate, she gave Frieda a call. The latter, who was already sound asleep, was woken up by the ringing of her phone.
Just as she was about to end the call by reflex, she was jolted awake by a glimpse of the caller ID. It was then that a glint of annoyance flashed across her eyes. Aubree! When is she going to stop bugging me?
Upon regaining her composure, she answered, “Aubree, is there anything I can do for you?” “Where are you now? Come to the hotel. I’m downstairs waiting for you. Remember, don’t let anyone find out!”
The tension in Aubree’s voice couldn’t be any more obvious. Her tone caused Frieda’s heart to inexplicably sink. Before she even replied, she had already. gotten out of bed.
“What’s wrong? Did something happen? Why do you want to see me?” she asked while getting dressed.
Aubree answered flatly. “They have evidence against me and have probably called the police too. That’s why I’ve gone into hiding. If you lead anyone to me, I’ll drag you down to hell with me!”
Frieda froze as panic began to fill her eyes. Aubree is on the run from the police. Should I help her now? What if I lead them to her?
While she was hesitating, Aubree’s voice rang out again. “If you don’t show up, the first thing I’ll do when I’m caught is to expose your crimes. When that happens, I can’t guarantee what my tongue will let slip. If you cross me, I’ll definitely make you suffer for it!”
Faced with the blatant threat, Frieda lost her temper and snapped, “You better not cross the line!” Aubree snorted in response. “You chose this path back then. It’s too late for regrets now. You have twenty minutes. If I don’t see you, you’re going down with me!”
With that, Aubree ended the call. As the call-end tone rang out from her phone, the furious Frieda glowered insidiously.
It was then that Cory’s words began to echo in her mind. If I had known this was going to happen, I would’ve worked with him that night!
Unfortunately, it was too late for regrets now. Frieda had no choice but to get herself ready and slip out of her room stealthily.
To avoid her family’s notice, she didn’t even drive her car. Instead, she flagged down a taxi by the street to send her to the hotel.
She knew the location well since she was the one who made the hotel reservation on Aubree’s behalf. By the time she arrived, twenty minutes had passed. There was also no sign of Aubree anywhere. A sense of dread began to swell within her, and she scanned the surroundings anxiously.
“I’m here!” Aubree’s voice rang out from an inconspicuous alley. Given a fright, Frieda took a few seconds to regain her composure before walking over.
“What’s your plan?” She gave Aubree a wary look. The last thing Aubree had was a plan. “Anything. will do as long as I can escape!”
Frieda suggested unreservedly, “Fleeing overseas is your only option. If you stay in the country, the Farwell family will get you even if the police don’t.”
“Overseas?” Aubree seethed insidiously. “If leave, won’t that b*tch, Roxanne, get what she wants? How can I do that before I have my revenge against her?”
Sensing the insidious aura Aubree was exuding, the tense Frieda carefully persuaded the former, “If you don’t go and end up being captured by the police or the Farwell family, you will fall into even worse circumstances than you’re currently in. When that happens, you can kiss vengeance goodbye!”
Frieda didn’t dare infuriate Aubree given the latter’s state of mind. Worried that Aubree would go mad, Freida tried her best to calm her down. After all, it was also in her interest if Aubree were to flee overseas.
With that thought in mind, Frieda suggested, “If you’re worried about money, I can prepare it for you. Even though it isn’t much, I can spare ten to twenty million now that I have returned to the Queen family.”
Panic struck Aubree when she heard of the fate that awaited her. Nevertheless, she was reluctant to let Roxanne go just like that. Gritting her teeth, she replied, “There has to be another way!”
Meanwhile, Lucian was looking displeased in his study at the Farwell residence. “Let it go. The police will think of something. You should grab a bite first,” Roxanne advised Lucian softly despite the anxiety she felt after learning of Aubree’s refusal to meet.
Since Catalina had served the food a while ago, it would soon grow cold if left untouched. However, Lucian furrowed his brows as a murderous intent began to swell within him. If Aubree dares to cause any more trouble, I’ll definitely….
Although she couldn’t tell what was on his mind, Roxanne could feel the sudden tension in the room. She got up to hold his arm and lead him to the couch. Thereafter, she brought the food that was served to him. Staring at Roxanne, Lucian cast aside his frustrations and relished the attention she was showering him.
Just as both of them were sharing a quiet meal, a knock on the door was heard. Catalina’s voice subsequently rang out. “Mr. and Mrs. Farwell are here.”
Roxanne stopped what she was doing int response to Catalina’s words. Looking at Lucian, she spoke hesitantly. “You should go down. I’ll wait for you here.”
She had no intention of seeing Sonya unless it was necessary. However, Lucian calmly finished the food she served before getting up from the couch. He replied in a deep voice, “We’ll head down together. She’ll have to accept you and the kids sooner or later.”
Giving her no choice, he grabbed her wrist and led her out of the study. Roxanne finally relented because she found no real reason to protest. Upon descending the staircase together, they saw the two figures sitting on the couch.
Sonya was evidently outraged, her chest heaving vigorously. Elias, with an equally grave expression, was trying his best to calm her down. Further infuriated by the unexpected sight of Roxanne, Sonya jumped to her feet. “Why are both of you together at this hour?”
When Elias saw Roxanne, he nodded to greet her. Roxanne reciprocated with a polite nod before returning her gaze to the furious Sonya.
Just as she was about to reply, Lucian preempted her, “There’s nothing wrong with us being together. Instead, I’m more curious as to what both of you are doing here at this hour.”
Sonya turned toward Elias, hoping that he would say something. When he saw the look in his wife’s eye, Elias explained in resignation, “Why did you call the police so late at night? The police chief just informed me about it. What’s going on?”
Sonya fixed Roxanne with a cold-eyed stare, clearly suspecting that Lucian had caused a commotion because of her.
Lucian stepped between his mother and Roxanne protectively, then led the latter downstairs and made her sit in the armchair while he stood beside her.
“I wouldn’t have bothered the police at such a late hour, but I caught a woman named Ophelia Smith trying to pour lubricant over the brakes on Roxanne’s car this afternoon. Had I not discovered what she was doing, I’m afraid Roxanne and the children could be dead by now.”
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.