Divorced The True Heiress Gets It All novel Chapter 392

Chapter 392

Chapter 392

Vanessa stared at the blinking red dot on the screen. “White Fox’s signal vanished right here”

She zoomed out, scanning for information on the location.

It’s a pretty remote place–property’s under Orlando’s name. Her expression grew tense, “So, thussell’s got White For?”

Arta nodded, “Looks that way.”

She wasn’t surprised. She’d hall expected it. But that didn’t make the situation any less complicated.

Russell wasn’t someone White Fox could afford to kill.

“I’m going after him,”“” Aria said,

Vanessa looked worried. “That’s White Fox’s choice. He’s in the Solemnity Guild–he knew the risk. You ako ob, you gotta be ready to die for it,”

Aria’s voice hardened. “White Fox is only here because of me. I need to set things straight.”

Vanessa knew there was no stopping her. She just handed over the car keys. “Just… be careful, okay? Nothing’s more important than your own life.”

“Got it.” Aria took the keys without hesitation and left at a brisk pace.

Two hours later, as night fell, Aria arrived at the isolated property.

The area was silent, steeped in an eerie desolation.

In the distance, harsh white lights blazed.

Aria stopped out and walked straight toward the light, making no attempt to hide.

It wasn’t long before she found herself staring down the barrels of a dozen guns.

The leader checked his phone, then locked up “it’s her. Bring her in.”

When one of them reached for Aria’s arm, she intercepted him with b sharp grip. “I can walk on my own.”

The leader hesitated, recalling the cold look Russell had given when they’d caught White Fox. He wasn’t sure what Russell wanted with this woman, so hi didn’t push it “Fine. Follow me.”

ide, and the first thing she saw was White Fox.

Aria followed them inside,

He was forced to kneel on the floor, blood spattered down his shirt, a man behind him pressing a gleaming blade to his artery.

Russell sat nearby on a sofa, watching her with icy contempt. “Right on time, aren’t you?”

White Fox lifted his head at the sound, and the lifeless look in his eyes was replaced by a flicker of panic

Aria Go! Leave me! His voice shook, and the blade nicked his skin, sending a thin line of blood down his neck.

Aria met White Fox’s eyes, her voice quiet and haunting. “Did Curtis make you come here!”

White Fox gritted his teeth and stayed silent.

“I’m sorry.

Aria said. “This is my fault

White Fox had never shed a tear, no matter how much he was hurt. But hearing that, he couldn’t hold back.

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Russell’s gaze darkened, murderous intent flaring as he crushed his glass in one hand. “Aila, there’s someone

Glass shards dug into his palm, and blood welled up as he stroked them absently.

He barely seemed to notice, rising to his feet, eyes locked on Atla. “Tell me how did you survive that night?”

Aria tilted her head, her smile cold as ice. “Mr. Nicholson, do you honestly think I shouldn’t have?”

Hiding in the shadows, Olivia froze as she heard Sara’s name,

Her fingers curled into fists, heart pounding in her chest. She didn’t dare move closer.

Russell’s voice was low and furious. “Sara’s dead. So why the hell are you still alive?”

The rage burning in his eyes was wild, twisted, murderous.

He couldn’t understand why Arla survived while Sara died.

His killing intent

twas almost palpable.

Olivia could feel it, even from a distance.

She’d thought Russell might’ve let Sara go after all these years, but now she realized he’d never stopped blaming himself, or Aria.

But Ania didn’t flinch. She stared right back at him. “Why I’m alive is none of your business. But your sister’s death? That’s on you. If you’re looking for someone to blame, look in the mirror. You failed to protect her. All you can do now is throw a tantrum.”

“Aria…” White Foxx was terrified she’d gone too far–afraid she’d never make it out alive.

Ho pleaded, “Russell, Sara’s death had nothing to do with Aria. The person who killed her. Aria already took care of them.”

Russell let out a bitter laugh, looking down at White Fox with scorn. “And who the hell are you to say that? Sara died because of her, didn’t she? Just like you look where trusting her has gotten you“.

White Fox’s gaze was unwavering. “So what? ift die here, that’s my fate, Nobody else is responsible.”

If he hadn’t thrown his lot in with Aria, he would’ve died long ago. At least now, if he died in her country, someone would see him buried.

Russell’s eyes narrowed. “You’re really going to bat for her, huh?”

Aria cut in. “What do you want to let him go?”

A twisted smile played on Russell’s lips. “A life for a life. He walks out, you stay.”

White Fox shook his head desperately, ignoring the blade at his throat. “Aria, get out of here. This is my fate–Curtis will never let me go.”

Russell lost patience. “I don’t have time for this melodrama. You have one minute, Aria. Make a choice, or have his head.”

Aria let out a soft laugh. “You’re not going to kill him!

Russell sneered. “Oh? I wouldn’t bet on him surviving the night.”

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