Standing by the curb, Maxwell stayed by Arianaâs side.
Before long, Devinâs car pulled up, and Ariana and Melon said goodbye to Maxwell.
Maxwell nodded in response, watching as Ariana and Melon got into the back seat.
As Devin started the car and drove off, a black sedan slid out from the shadows, following Devinâs car.
Maxwell was about to get into his own car when he noticed the black car.
His brow furrowed a bit as he noted the license plate-it was a local car from Eleymond.
He figured it was probably just a coincidence; maybe they were heading the same way.
Shrugging it off, he climbed into his car and drove away.
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Seated in the front of the black vehicle, the stout man looked ahead at the car before him.
He said, âWhatâs our next move? Itâs impossible to act with other people always around that woman.
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Silently, the driver with long hair changed lanes seamlessly, opting for a different route.
âWhatâs going on? Why did we stop following them?â the stout man questioned, sitting up as he watched Arianaâs vehicle vanishing down a different street.
âContinuing Like this will reveal our presence.
Weâll get her alone next time,â the man with long hair said calmly, glancing at the fading car in the rearview mirror.
âRelax; we have an entire month to wait for the perfect opportunity.
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Meanwhile, Ariana was in her vehicle, unaware of being followed as she engaged with Melon.
Devin, with a serious demeanor behind the wheel, observed the suspicious lane change of the black car and felt uneasy instead of relieved.
His intuition told him that they were being followed, although he couldnât pinpoint the target of the pursuers.
Glancing at Ariana and Melon through the rearview mirror, he accelerated towards the Fredrick residence.
At the Fredrick estate, Ariana and Melon got some rest in the living room.
Then, Ariana took Melon to shower.
Devin stayed close.
After ensuring Ariana and Melon were safe in their room, he proceeded to the study.
Holden was engrossed in documents when Devin entered.
Noticing Devinâs troubled expression, Holden inquired, âWhatâs bothering you, Devin?â
Devin replied, âWhile I was driving Miss Edwards home today, it felt like we were being tailed.
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Devin elaborated, recounting his observations and doubts.
âThey switched lanes abruptly, likely aware that I had noticed them.
I suspect theyâre professionals, but itâs unclear whom theyâre targeting.
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Holden listened attentively before instructing, âFocus on Arianaâs safety.
Ensure sheâs not left unaccompanied.
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Devin nodded in agreement.
But then, he asked, âWhat if theyâre not targeting Miss Edwards but rather you, sir?â
Holden smiled subtly and responded, âIf Iâm their target, they wonât succeed.
Our priority is Arianaâs safety.
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âYes, sir,â Devin replied.
Upstairs, following Melonâs bath and Arianaâs own relaxing bath, Melon eagerly brought his phone over to Ariana, exclaiming, âMommy, Rodneyâs on the line.
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Ariana promptly answered the call.
After initial greetings, Rodney asked, âAre you and Melon available the day after tomorrow? Weâre organizing a farm dinner.
Itâs harvest season, and Iâve invited many guests for a celebration.
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