Divorced The True Heiress Gets It All novel Chapter 635

Chapter 635

Wilson wondered, ‘Why isn’t he worried at all? Could that girl have some other secret identities?’

Wilson wore a conflicted look. He hesitated, but ultimately swallowed his question.

He thought, ‘After all, I’m hiding my own identity too. I don’t have the right to pry into anyone else’s secrets. Since she dares to enter the facility on her own, she must be pretty capable

Wilson asked, “How long have you two been together?”

Owen replied, “Six months.”

Wilson asked, “So all we can do now is wait for her to reach out to you?”

Owen said, “Yeah.”

Wilson fell silent for a long moment. Then, jabbing a finger at Owen’s nose, he snapped, “Were you out of your damn mind?! Using Aria’s phone to call me Brother?”

Since Wilson was a few months older than Owen, it wasn’t that strange.

Owen remained impassive. “Dear brother, the priority now is delivering the explosives to Madelyn.”

Wilson glared at him. “Stop calling me that. And who’s Madelyn?”

“That’s Aria’s old name,” Owen replied. “Forget the explosives. Arressto’s intel network is everywhere-go find out what this research facility is actually working on.”

Wilson nodded. “Got it. If Aria contacts you, let me know immediately.”

Owen asked, “Are you here for Margery?”

Wilson raised an eyebrow. “You’ve known a lot.”

“Not hard to figure out,” Owen replied coolly.

Wilson said, “We’ll scout the area tonight.”

Owen said, “Sure.”

Wilson raised an eyebrow. “What, not calling me Brother anymore?”

Owen was speechless.

A sudden gunshot echoed through the night. Aria had left the window open. Jolted awake by the crack of gunfire, she slid out of bed, slipped into her shoes, and stepped onto the balcony. Leaning against the railing, she lifted her binoculars to her

eyes.

Sporadic gunfire erupted from the high-rises, aimed at targets beyond the compound wall. It was clearly the work of snipers.

Aria wondered, ‘Who managed to track this place down?’

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Chapter 635

She knew these weren’t Owen’s men.

“Enjoying the show?” Flynt’s voice came from beside her. Without even turning, Aria replied coolly, “Quite the spectacle. Hope to see more.”

Flynt chuckled. “What a pity. This sort of thing hardly ever happens. No one’s come around in years, but not long after you stay, all these pawns start popping up. So, Aria, who do you think it is?”

Aria replied, “Definitely not Owen.”

Flynt said, “You’re that sure?”

Aria said, “Mm-hmm. If it were Owen, he’d probably just toss explosives right in.”

Owen was speechless.

The gunfire gradually died down. Aria watched as a dozen or so men left the compound, only to return empty-handed a few minutes later.

The phone rang. Flynt answered and issued a few terse commands in Torrenian about tightening security.

Aria lowered her binoculars with satisfaction. “Mr. Hartley, these people might be after Margery.”

Flynt hadn’t expected Aria to be this sharp. His eyes darkened.

He thought, ‘Just a little more time, and she’ll undoubtedly figure out who Margery really is. If Arressto gets dragged into this, the facility might not survive.

‘But Uncle would never let Margery go-just as I wouldn’t willingly let Aria leave, either!

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