Divorced, But Queen - Chapter 94: Chapter 94

He was thinking, 'She doesn't even know about the things our parents have done. I need to stop letting my emotions get the better of me.'
As Lily and Aria reached Aria's car, Lily quickly let go of her hand, her face turning bright red. "I-I just saw they wouldn't let you leave, so I..."
She had been so furious at Nathan's words earlier that she couldn't hold back and rushed over.
"Oh no, I've got evening classes!" Lily blurted out, shuffling to the side before bolting off. "See you, Ms. Saxon!"
Aria watched the girl's retreating figure, her furrowed brows easing slightly. So, Lily was the one who had been hiding in the shadows these past few days.
After placing Aria's suitcase in the trunk, Caleb reached out and ruffled her hair. "Still worried about her? Hey, I've got this. I'll drive her to school."
Caleb remembered Lily well. She was Leon's daughter, the girl who had fearlessly stepped forward to shield Aria from harm. To him, she was a lifesaver.
"Thank you," Aria said softly.
"Why are you thanking me? Save that for strangers. Be safe, and I'll come check on you soon," Caleb replied with a warm smile.
During the month Aria stayed at the Saxon family's place, she had insisted that the housekeeper not clean her room, saying she would handle it herself. Caleb had taken note of this and, knowing she had a lot to sort out after moving, decided not to disturb her for now.
Inside the car, Lily sat stiffly, like a student caught in the principal's office. Even her breathing was barely audible.
Seeing her like this, Caleb couldn't help but chuckle. For someone so timid, she sure had the guts to confront his family.
"You don't have to be so nervous," he said gently.
Lily lowered her head and murmured a response, trying to suppress her nerves. She turned her gaze to the window, lost in thought.
'Finally, I could do something for her! I'm so happy!' she thought, her heart practically bursting with joy.
Across the street, Nathan was hailing a cab to head back to school for his evening classes. When he spotted Caleb's car, his face lit up, and he raised his hand, ready to call out. But just as he was about to shout, his eyes met Lily's through the backseat window. The word "Caleb" got stuck in his throat.
'What the heck? Why is she in Caleb's car?' Nathan froze, dumbfounded.
While Nathan stood there in a daze, the car drove off. He immediately started running after it, shouting, "Caleb!" But soon, even the car's tail lights disappeared from view.
He knew well Caleb was ignoring him on purpose. Nathan said through gritted teeth, "Caleb, this isn't nice! You're prioritizing Aria and ignoring me now? I merely said a few words. Ugh, damn it!"
When Aria arrived at Mayen Garden and pulled her suitcase behind her, a cheerful male voice called out, "Hey there!"
She turned around and saw a familiar face—it was the guy who stood in front of her when she was splashed with ink the other day.
Scratching his head with a sheepish grin, he said, "Wow, it really is you! I thought I might've gotten the wrong person."
Before she could say anything, he casually took the suitcase from her hand. "Let me help you with that. You live here too? What floor?"
The man had short, neatly trimmed hair, fair skin, and sharp, clean-cut features. His bright smile and lively demeanor gave him an approachable, almost boyish charm.
Aria's expression remained neutral as she replied, "Eighteenth."
He chuckled lightly, stepping into the elevator with her suitcase and pressing the button for the eighteenth floor. "What a coincidence—I'm on the nineteenth."
Aria nodded. "Thank you."
When the elevator arrived, he placed her suitcase in the hallway and asked, "By the way, I'm Rhett Sutton. What's your name?"
Aria said flatly, "Aria Saxon."
"Nice to meet you." Rhett beamed.
The elevator door closed with a soft ding, and the display showed it stopping at the nineteenth floor.
Aria walked to her door, entered the password, and scanned her fingerprint.
"Ms. Saxon?" A smooth, clear voice drifted over, making Aria pause with her hand on the doorknob. She turned her head to look.
Owen closed the door behind him and gave her a polite smile.
The sunlight hit his face, accentuating his sharp features and lending him an air of quiet authority and intensity.
She nodded slightly. "Mr. Shaw."
Owen's gaze flicked to her suitcase, his brows knitting slightly. "A few days ago, someone offered me a hefty sum to rent this apartment. Now that I see you here, it all makes sense. Someone's got their eye on you."