Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire

Chapter 1600 She Survived

Isn't that Arielle?

Isn't she dead?

How could she be in Chanaea?

Unless...

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Aaron's mind and his eyes turned red.

Arielle, you are so cruel to deceive me this way!

At this point, Aaron saw red. As he stared at the photograph of Vinson and Arielle, he clenched his hands, and veins appeared on his fair-skinned arms.

"What an amazing act from the two of you!" Aaron started to laugh maniacally.

He felt like a complete fool. I can't believe Arielle faked her death and I fell for it completely! I mourned for her, wept for her, and was even ready to avenge her. Hah! What a joke!

As for Father... he must have known how sad I was over Arielle's death. Yet, he simply watched as I make a fool of myself, all for the sake of his precious daughter.

Aaron was utterly disappointed with Dylan and Arielle, feeling that they had treated him as a stranger, excluding him from all their plans.

Grasping the wine bottle, he sat on the ground and drank in huge gulps, feeling that only alcohol could numb his feelings.

He did not dare to ponder why his father and Arielle would treat him this way.

Suddenly, his phone rang. He staggered up, fumbled around for his phone, and answered the call. "Who is this?"

His tone was miserable.

"It's Alicia. Aaron, what's wrong?" She could detect something was amiss from his voice and she asked with concern.

Hearing that it was Alicia, Aaron narrowed his eyes and replied, "Come and keep me company."

When she heard Aaron asking her to accompany him, Alicia was naturally happy, but she did not know where he was and how to get there.

Just as she was pondering over this, he said he would get his chauffeur to pick her up. She hummed in acknowledgment, hung up the call, and started to dress up. When she was done, she hurried to the door to wait.

Half an hour later, Aaron's car stopped outside her door. She had gotten in Aaron's car several times before and recognized his license plate. Smoothening her hair, she walked over, and the chauffeur got out and opened the door for her. Huh... this is the first time that Prince Aaron is inviting a girl to his apartment.

Half an hour later, Alicia arrived at the destination. This was the first time she visited Aaron's residence, but she was simply worried about Aaron and couldn't be bothered about the environment where he lived. Under the guidance of the chauffeur, she opened the door and went in.

In the hall, under the dim light, Aaron was holding a wine bottle and pouring the contents into his mouth.

"How much have you drunk?" Hurriedly, Alicia walked over to Aaron's side, squatted down, and took the wine bottle from his hand. Seeing that there were wine bottles all around him on the floor, she frowned and put them away before approaching Aaron.

On that night, Alicia wore an off-white long dress, and with her golden wavy curls draped behind her, she was as alluring as a fairy.

As she approached him, he staggered to his feet.

"You've drunk so much. Are you having a headache?" Alicia gazed at him, her eyes full of concern.

Aaron looked at her and was touched. She's the only one who cares about me without reservation.

With that thought in mind, he pulled her over and pushed her against the wall before covering her with kisses. Alicia put her arms around his neck and responded to his passionate kiss.

Aaron could not hold back any longer. He picked her up and carried her upstairs. Once inside the room, he placed her on the bed and pinned her underneath him. In a few moments, their clothes were scattered all over the floor.