Please Come Back, Honey! novel Chapter 122

Chapter 122

While this was happening, Trevor‘s call with Arianna was still ongoing. He had calmed down after Emma‘s whereabouts had been pinpointed. Currently, he kept his rage at bay while proceeding to try and persuade Arianna to give up this crazy enterprise. “Arianna, do you know what will happen to you the moment you see this plan through? As soon as those men touch her, you‘ll be liable for aiding and abetting a crime. You can forget about going abroad because the only place you‘ll be going to is jail.”

This was no empty threat. Kidnapping Emma was a crime on its own, and if Arianna stopped now, she might get away with a lighter sentence.

However, Arianna was so incensed when she heard this that she snapped in disbelief, “You‘re actually going to have me thrown into prison because of Emma? I‘m your sister, Trevor, while she‘s just an outsider!” |

Trevor countered coolly, “What do you want, then?”

She gritted her teeth. “I want Raymond as my lawyer, and I want your word that I‘d get away with this scot–free. There‘s no way Emma will have the upper hand against our family–not while we have connections and power, but I want you to be on my side.” Then, she shrieked, “Tell me whose side are you on, Trevor? Mine or Emma‘s?”

Trevor thought Arianna must be mad. It went without saying that he was on Emma‘s side, and his answer wouldn‘t change even if he didn‘t have any feelings for her. As if I‘d be twisted enough to be my sister‘s accomplice!

More importantly, he actually did have feelings for Emma. He wanted to speak to her after Wilson‘s signing event so that he could profess his love for her, but Arianna‘s shenanigans had foiled his plans.

The thought of this filled him with a murderous rage for Arianna. What she had done, including hiring men for such wicked purposes, would make Emma hate him and his family forever. He would have no hopes of ever getting back together with Emma, not in this lifetime or the next.

He bit the insides of his cheeks so hard that he tasted blood, and smoke was practically coming out of his ears. However, Arianna only went on to aggravate him as she snapped, “Come on, Trevor. Say something!”

Taking a deep breath, he asked in the most nonchalant tone he could muster, “Where‘s Emma? Let me speak to her.” Between him and Arianna, he was the superior negotiator. All he had to do now was speed over to the abandoned warehouse while stalling his sister. He had to stop her before she hurt Emma.

“Emma?” Arianna said the name like it was a bad word, then snorted. “She‘s right

here, all tied up and glaring at me. Little tramp:

Trevor was just about to say something when he heard a loud and crisp slap coming from the other line. He instantly recognized that Arianna had just slapped Emma in the face while the girl was tied up and defenseless. His heart twisted, and his skin stung like he was the one who had been slapped..

He clenched his steering wheel tightly as guilt and shame washed over him. He couldn‘t help thinking about all the times when he should have protected and loved Emma but didn‘t. Had he done all those, then perhaps Arianna would show her some respect instead of treating her with such degradation.

At that moment, he finally understood why Emma had made up her mind to sign the divorce papers and leave him.

“Is that all you‘ve got, Arianna? Picking on the defenseless? How classy of you,” Emma taunted in the background, sounding so unaffected which only worsened Trevor‘s

guilt.

Evidently pleased with herself, Arianna retorted, “I can pick on the defenseless all I want. What are you going to do about it?” This earned her a disdainful scoff from Emma, to which she responded angrily, “Wipe that smirk off your face, you tramp. You don‘t even know who your rcal father is, so don‘t get on your high horse.”

“I‘d rather not know who my real father is than to behave like I was raised by animals,” Emma pointed out sardonically. She had basically said Arianna was no better than a feral creature.

Having been insulted for the sccond time in a row by Emma, Arianna was boiling with rage as she took one step forward, growling, “You‘re just itching for a beating, aren‘t you?”

“Arianna!” Trevor barked loudly from his end, stopping his sister.

“My, my. Are you worried, brother dearest” Arianna teased icily.