Chapter 342: Gabe’s Meeting
The heavy oak door creaked open slowly, revealing a dimly lit foyer adorned with antique furniture. Gabe Frost hesitated, his heart pounding, as he stepped into the small mansion he had tracked Arabelle to. He had not expected that she would be here, so close to them.
For a moment, his consciousness warned him that this could be a trap, but as always, he knew he was willing to step into any trap for Arabelle. He needed to see her truth for himself. Only then would his heart believe what his brain was telling him.
His cautious steps echoed through the entrance hall and his eyes darted around, searching for any sign of Arabelle but was met only with blank gazes of the guards standing on both sides.
As he moved deeper into the mansion, a door opened, revealing a figure in the shadows. Gabe’s breath caught as he saw the woman who came out and his lips lifted in a smile," Mrs. Winthrop."
The woman stood tall, her gaze cold and filled with hatred. The air grew colder as their eyes locked in a silent standoff as she finally spoke," Gabe Frost. Why are you here?"
Gabe answered with a question of his own," Where is she?"
"Who she?", the lady asked with an air of confusion.
"Arabelle." Gabe growled the name, irritated that the woman dared to pretend with him.
But she was determined to continue her act and teared up, " Have you lost your mind, Gabe? My Arabelle is dead? Didn’t you bring the news to me last year about her?"