Rebirth Revenge Is Everything (Ariana) novel Chapter 700

In a way, Arnold and Irene shared the same fundamental goal.

As long as Lambert or Ariana suffered misfortune, they was more than happy to watch from the sidelines.

Thus, the deal was smoothly struck.

At that moment, Arnold remained oblivious to the sheer disdain in Irene’s eyes—the kind of look one might reserve for an utter fool. Truth be told, he had no idea that Lambert had already uncovered traces of his involvement in that car accident from before. He still naively believed that Jerold had taken the fall for everything.

Right now, all he needed was to ensure Irene kept her mouth shut.

Unaware that he had essentially agreed to this deal without any real leverage, Arnold met Irene’s gaze and said, "Well then, I’ll take my leave."

He had already said more than enough. Fortunately, his people were stationed here, ensuring the surveillance equipment remained inactive—at least the audio recording was disabled.

That was why he could speak so freely with Irene.

Still, caution was paramount, so he had no intention of lingering any longer.

Irene replied coolly, "Go ahead."

Arnold stood up, casting one last glance at her before departing. As he walked away, his mind lingered on the cold, detached expression she wore during their negotiation. Despite her troublesome nature, there was no denying her striking beauty.

What a shame.

Perhaps once she was out of this mess, he could find a way to make her his. After all, the Irene of today was nothing like the woman she used to be.

She had no one left to turn to.

To secure assistance, she might actually agree. After all, those who share a common enemy can become allies.

The more Arnold thought about it, the more feasible the idea seemed. A faint smile played at the corners of her lips, her mood visibly brighter than when she had arrived.

Yet the thought of having to fetch Madelyn immediately soured his spirits again. Just the mention of Madelyn filled him with genuine distaste. After marriage, touching her had become an ordeal—three out of five attempts were outright rejected. And after giving birth to their son? She wouldn’t let him near her at all, the disgust in her eyes so blatant she didn’t even bother to hide it.

If not for the fact that he still needed the Olson family’s political alliance, he would have lost his temper long ago.

Fortunately, he had already bedded Madelyn, and the novelty had long worn off. So he kept a few mistresses on the side.

As for Madelyn? She was practically dispensable now.

That was, of course, as long as she stayed obediently at home, tending to their son and not causing him any trouble. But clearly, she had no sense of boundaries. It seemed he’d have to have a serious talk with the Olson family when he arrived. After all, the heir was already born, and he had established business ties with Madelyn’s eldest brother. Even without her as his wife, he had nothing to fear. If anything, it was the Olson family who would cling to this marriage alliance.

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Meanwhile, at the hospital.

Gilbert gazed fondly at his little granddaughter, his eyes brimming with warmth. It was obvious how much he adored the child.

A nurse entered, placed a bowl of fruit on the table, and quietly left.

Ariana took a piece, watching her father endlessly entertained by the baby’s tiny hands. She sighed. "Dad, aren’t you a little too old for this?"

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