In the living room, Bella hugged Drew tightly, and he returned the hug. If they were not siblings; others
might mistake them for a newlywed couple enjoying their reunion.
âDrew, youâve worked hard this time,â Bella pouted.
âItâs nothing. Whatâs hard about bringing someone back?â
Drew rubbed her head, his eyes full of longing and tenderness. âAs long as youâre happy, I could even
kill him for you.â
Steven broke into a cold sweat, and Axel almost spit out his tea!
At this moment, Asher walked down the stairs.
âHeâs asleep.â
âHe must be exhausted. Let him rest.
Bella sighed. âI was too anxious. This might backfire. If we piss off Arnold and he refuses to help, I canât
possibly force him by putting a
knife to his neck.â
âBella, donât worry.â Asher sat beside her and put his arms around her shoulder. âYou have us. We exist
to help you accomplish things you
canât do.â
âYeah, Bella.â Axel also comforted her. âPlease ask us to do something for you. Weâre starting to feel a
little irrelevant!â
Bellaâs lips trembled as she was moved to the point of tears.
Sitting beside Bella, Asher took in her complicated emotions but said nothing. He merely took her hand
gently, warming her up with his
palms.
âAsh, did you tell Aunt Mila and Wyatt about Arnold?â Bella asked
lightly.
Wyatt took Celeste abroad to one of their holiday villas in an attempt to cheer her up. Mila and Sasha
went along, but they did not live together. Wyatt arranged for them to stay in another villa.
Only the Thompson siblings were present in the spacious Yara Park.
âIâve called Aunt Mila.â
Asher smiled. âAunt Mila said we donât need to treat him as a guest. We can deal with him as we see
fit. If Bella is in need, sheâll forget about this nephew of hers to make Bella happy.â
Bella could not help chuckling. She knew her three stepmothers cared
a lot about her.
âHey, do you think Aunt Mila is disregarding her family for justice o outright disowning him?â Axel
dropped his jaw in shock.
Drew reached into his black coat and fished out a cigarette, putting it in between his lips, looking cocky
and handsome. âIf itâs to help someone else, itâs for justice. Helping that bastard Justin would be
the latter.â
Everyone was speechless, but Bellaâs eyelashes fluttered, and she
only kept quiet.