Rebirth Revenge Is Everything (Ariana) novel Chapter 212

When Ariana heard the bodyguard say that the Old Mr. Stone had arrived, she was somewhat surprised, "Say that again?"

The bodyguard said seriously: "Ma'am... Old Mr. Stone is here."

She was lying on the bed daydreaming when she heard that Old Mr. Stone had arrived, and she gave a cold, sarcastic smile.

Old Mr. Stone despised her, yet he would lower himself to come and find her. Who else could it be for if not for Beverly?

Ariana said: "I won't see him!"

She was covered in wounds and was not in the mood to argue with the old man.

"It's too late! Even if you don't want to see him, you have to!"

At this moment, a voice as loud as a tolling bell resounded from the door. It was Old Mr. Stone's voice.

Ariana paused, and glanced toward the door, indeed seeing Old Mr. Stone walking in leaning on a cane.

The bodyguards following behind him look at her apologetically, "Ma'am..."

Old Mr. Stone had poor health and was Lambert's grandfather; they didn't have the nerve to stop him.

She silently waved her hand to tell them to stay aside.

Knowing that Old Mr. Stone's relationship with his granddaughter-in-law was tense, the bodyguards didn’t dare to leave but stood aside, to forestall arguments.

Seeing Ariana's cold demeanor, Old Mr. Stone didn’t seem to mind and sat down without saying a word. After a moment, he said, "I know, this time, Beverly really made a mistake! You have been wronged quite a bit!"

Ariana responded indifferently: "So what?"

She was certain this old man coming to find her was not good news!

"The Lawrence family and the Stone family have been friends for generations, we cannot make this matter ugly. We will try our best to compensate you for the harm Beverly has caused you!"

"Compensation?"

Ariana laughed, "I don't know if being wealthy for so long has rendered you naive enough to believe money can buy everything, or if you're deliberately insulting me!"

She felt her values were on the verge of collapsing. After all this had happened, Old Mr. Stone actually wanted to strike a deal with her!

Old Mr. Stone, having been called out by her, had an upset expression, but he stubbornly said, "We will punish Beverly, but after all, you could be considered a descendant of the Stone family. For the sake of the Stone family... you also have to make some contributions..."

Ariana couldn't help but scoff, mockingly saying: "Old Mr. Stone, you say that without even blushing or skipping a beat! Not long ago, you were the one who wanted Lambert to divorce me and now you're telling me that I'm considered a descendant of the Stone family!"

The last time Lambert suffered such humiliation, Ariana knew this matter was between Lambert and the Old Mr. Stone, and she shouldn't interfere. But she never expected that Old Mr. Stone would have the audacity to make demands of her.

One's patience has its limits. How can she stay calm when she and Lambert have been hurt by others repeatedly?

"I know, it was the Stone family who wronged you…"

Old Mr. Stone also knew that his demand for Ariana was too much, especially since she had nearly been humiliated by a few vagrants.

However, the incident with the Lawrence family also involved the Stone family, and many people criticized the Stone family because Lambert left.

Noticing that the pressure was mounting outside, Old Mr. Stone had to swallow his pride and beg Ariana for the sake of the Stone Corporation.

Yet after being so esteemed all this while, he didn't know how else to be polite.

Ariana looked coldly at the ceiling without paying him any attention. "If you're here just to say these things, please spare me. You may leave now!"

He choked for a moment, and heaved a long sigh, "You... the Lawrence family only has such a daughter, for her sake, would you...”

"A daughter?"

Lambert then instructed the bodyguard at the door, "See the old master out!"

"Yes!"

After Old Mr. Stone left, Lambert sat by the bed, frowning at her. "I'm sorry."

She quirked her eyebrow at him, "Why are you apologizing?"

This matter had nothing to do with Lambert. The last person who needed to apologize was him.

He sighed, “If I had been more careful, I wouldn't have…”

"No... it's my fault!"

Ever since the injection incident last time, Lambert had arranged for people to protect her. However, after school started, she thought those people were too troublesome and didn't let them follow her anymore. That's when this incident happened.

Touched by her understanding, Lambert leaned over and kissed her cheek lightly.

Her heart fluttered. She took the initiative to turn her head and meet his lips with hers.

Since the start of their relationship, the number of times Ariana took the initiative could be counted on one hand. More often, Lambert initiated when he was in the mood, pressing her into a half-accepting, half-refusing state. Eventually, she grew less willing.

Now, seldom being the initiator, Lambert felt his heart ablaze from the woman underneath him.

The two had just tangled, and Ariana felt a bit short of breath. She moved and pulled at the wound on her body, hurting enough to make her hum. The fire in Lambert's body was instantly extinguished.

Somewhat helplessly, she let go of Lambert's shoulder, chuckled, and said, “I’m sorry, I can’t… at this moment.”

Lambert's eyes were full of burning fire, gradually cooling. He gazed down at the woman who managed to kindle his fire but couldn't take responsibility, feeling both helpless and heartache.

He got up and helped her tuck the quilt properly, his pleasant voice a bit hoarse, “You should rest first.”