Chapter 363
As Aria sat engrossed in her book, a shadow suddenly fell across the pages as someone was blocking the light.
She looked up and locked eyes with him.
Even with his features obscured by the backlight, Aria could feel Russell’s blatant scrutiny burning
Russell dragged a chair over and sat down right in front of her.
He leaned in and said, “Ms. Saxon, shall we talk?”
into her.
Aria closed her book, leaned back in her chair with a faint smirk, and drawled, “Well, since you’ve already made yourself comfortable here, how could I
refuse a chat?”
Russell glared at her, a dark glint flashing in his eyes. “I told Olivia that since you smashed her foot, I’d have your legs broken to avenge her. But she said you probably didn’t mean to do it, and that she’d settle this with you personally. She told me to stay out of it. In the past, she’d have welcomed my intervention.”
Aria arched an eyebrow, her tone dripping with sarcasm. “So, Mr. Nicholson, are you here to brag about what a saint your fiancée is?”
Russell smirked, his eyes devoid of warmth. “I could never be as ‘kind‘ as you, Ms. Saxon. After all, you even dared to lay hands on me for your friend. Have you always been this ‘kind,‘ Ms. Saxon?”
Aria locked eyes with him, her lips curling in a mocking smile. “Mr. Nicholson, you seem to hate me. What gives you the right?”
Russell’s eyes darkened with a dangerous glint as he forced a bitter, self–mocking smile. “You’re right. I have no right to hate you. But tell me, do you think I have the right to kill you?”
Aria smirked. “Let’s revisit this after you’ve uncovered the truth, Mr. Nicholson. I think… you’re more likely to end up killing yourself.”
Russell’s face darkened. “Tell me, what did you say to Olivia?”
Aria blinked lightly, a faint smirk curling at her lips. “Mr. Nicholson, you want me dead, why would I tell you anything?”
“If you don’t talk, you’ll die even faster,” Russell threatened coldly.
“Russell!”
Olivia called out through the car window, then pushed the door open and stepped out. A sharp pain shot through her foot, making her face pale instantly, but she gritted her teeth and limped over. “What are you two talking about?”
It was the same question Russell had asked earlier that morning.
But this time, it came from Olivia.
Meeting Russell’s gaze, Olivia instinctively exhaled a long breath of relief.
“Weren’t you supposed to be in the hospital? What are you doing back here?” Russell asked.
“Being cooped up in the hospital was driving me crazy,” Olivia said as she limped closer. “Russell, you go ahead and take care of your work. Since Aria was the one who hurt my foot, she’ll be responsible for taking care of me.”
Then, she gave Aria a meaningful look and said, “Don’t you agree, Ms. Saxon?”
Aria remained lounging in her seat, merely arching an eyebrow. “Ms. Remar makes a fair point.”
Olivia flashed Russell a sweet smile. “Russell, go ahead with your work. Don’t let me hold
you up.”
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Russell’s expression remained cold. “Mm.”
He didn’t hesitate for a second, leaving without another word.
The moment Russell left, Olivia’s smile vanished, replaced by an icy glare.
Olivia took Russell’s seat and stared daggers at Aria. “What on earth did you mean by those words this morning?”
Sara was only seven when she was abducted.
All these years, Russell had been searching for her.
So he had long since discovered that Sara’s death was linked to Aria. That’s why he volunteered to come to this country, not for her at all.
Olivia had planned to just watch from the sidelines, but she hadn’t expected Aria to know so much.
The best way to handle this is to kill her.
But if Aria dared to tell her this, she must have something up her sleeve.
So, she couldn’t act recklessly now.
Aria answered, “Russell wants me dead. I’m just trying to get to the truth.”
Olivia narrowed her eyes suspiciously. “It’s that simple?”
“Yes, just that simple.”
The murderous glint in Olivia’s eyes faded slightly. “Sara did suffer… in the past. I never dared tell Russell…”
AD
