Chapter 493

Ariana knew she couldn't match Lambert's thick skin in arguments, so she simply gave up and fell silent. She turned her head to gaze out the car window, her expression languid and indifferent. What she didn't notice was the way Lambert kept stealing glances at her, his eyes brimming with tenderness and helplessness. The car soon arrived at the Stone family estate. Lambert drove through the gates and, as they neared their villa, handed the keys to a security guard, instructing him to park the car in the family lot. By now, though it wasn't terribly late, the hour wasn't exactly early either—it was already ten o'clock. Lambert had planned to head straight back to their villa with Ariana, eager to "discuss" a certain matter with his adorable wife. But the moment they stepped onto the estate grounds, the butler spotted them and hurried over, his face etched with urgency. One look at the butler's expression told Ariana and Lambert that something was amiss. They paused in their tracks. The b