Rebirth Revenge Is Everything (Ariana) novel Chapter 466

This was no trivial matter.

With Beverly personally pointing fingers, there was no way Ariana could avoid being dragged into it. So, the moment she returned from work, she was summoned to the Stone family's main residence.

After listening to Old Mr. Stone's accusations, Ariana responded calmly, stating she was willing to undergo any investigation. She had never laid a finger on Alvin.

Yet, the instant Lambert heard this, his gaze darkened, cold as centuries-old ice. Just as he was about to speak, Ariana stopped him with a subtle shake of her head, signaling him to stay out of it. Years of marriage had forged an unspoken understanding between them. One look from her, and Lambert grasped the situation.

A realization struck him.

Unless he was mistaken, Ariana already knew about this.

And if she knew, she wouldn’t let herself be harmed. The thought eased the tension in his chest. By the time he turned his attention back to the others, his expression had returned to its usual indifference.

Old Mr. Stone, seeing Lambert’s lack of reaction, felt a flicker of relief. His grandson had finally learned restraint, knowing when to prioritize reason over emotion. He approved.

What he didn’t know was that Lambert’s calm stemmed from confidence in Ariana’s safety. Had it been otherwise, composure would have been impossible.

With Old Mr. Stone personally overseeing the investigation, the truth wouldn’t stay buried for long.

Since Gwen and Beverly were the only witnesses to the incident, Gwen became the primary suspect under scrutiny.

Beverly had been certain everything was foolproof.

But for some inexplicable reason, Gwen refused to speak—neither defending herself nor saying anything else. Beverly's face darkened instantly, her stomach twisting with dread that this one hitch might unravel her entire scheme.

Fortunately, Gwen hadn’t implicated her, so while unease gnawed at her, it wasn’t outright panic.

Still, an inexplicable sense of foreboding clung to her like a shadow, restless and suffocating, making sleep impossible.

...

The investigation dragged on for days.

Throughout it all, Ariana remained at the Stone Family residence instead of going to work. It wasn’t Old Mr. Stone’s demand—she had chosen to stay of her own accord.

This, at least, earned her a sliver of grudging approval from the old man.

As for everyone else, they came and went freely.

Meanwhile, Beverly sat in the Castro Family's household, her mother by her side. Silent tears streaked her cheeks, her mother’s face etched with heartache. Across from them, Mr. and Mrs. Castro wore unreadable expressions, neither speaking. Finally, Mrs. Castro broke the silence.

"Stop crying. Maybe things aren’t as they seem. We’ll know once the investigation concludes."

Beverly’s voice was hoarse from weeping. "Then who else could it be? Aunt, Ariana has always resented me for once being Lambert’s fiancée. She’s sabotaged me at every turn—what happened to me in the Stone Family household was her doing. I thought divorcing Arnold and leaving the family would put an end to it. But I never imagined she’d go after my child."

But of course, that wasn't enough.

Just as she was thinking this, Fanny stepped into the Castro residence and caught Beverly's words. She froze momentarily, only snapping out of it when Maxwell nudged her forward.

The moment Beverly spotted Fanny, her eyes lit up. 'Perfect timing.'

Mr. and Mrs. Castro noticed her, too.

Though her arrival was ill-timed, the elder couple still greeted her warmly. Mrs. Castro even said, "Maxwell, take Fanny upstairs."

Maxwell quickly obliged with an "Okay!"

He wanted to get Fanny away from this mess as quickly as possible.

But before he could act, Beverly's expression twisted the moment she spotted Fanny. Tears, pain, and hatred flashed across her face before she hurried over with pitiful desperation, stopping right in front of Fanny. Her voice cracked as she whispered, "Miss Fernandes... I know you're close with Ariana. Please... please tell her to stop hurting my child. I'm begging her..."

Fanny remained silent.

She studied Beverly calmly, watching her tearful performance, and suddenly couldn't help but laugh. She laughed so hard that she ignored Maxwell tugging at her sleeve, urging her to leave. Instead, she locked eyes with Beverly, whose tears still glistened, and said coolly, "Who's sparing whom here—Ariana sparing you, or you sparing Ariana? I don’t even know what you're talking about, but I’m guessing something’s happened to her again. But cut the act. You don’t need to put on this show for me to know exactly what you’re doing. Miss Lawrence, let’s be honest—you’ve been the one targeting Ariana all along. Kidnapping her. Threatening her."

She leaned in slightly, her voice sharp. "And even if you really are in some kind of trouble now, let me be very clear—you brought it on yourself. You deserve it. No one’s just going to stand there and take your abuse without fighting back."