A Love Forgotten

Without saying anything. I grabbed Teri and ran out.

We reached the road and got into the car.Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

I was shaking all over as I clutched the bracelet, unable to speak.

Teri noticed my unusual behavior and resolved to slap me. “What is it? What happened exactly?”

I looked at Teri and cried as I showed her the tom family photo. “Elijah tore my family photo. He shattered one of the things Grandma left me.”

Teri’s expression shifted. After being stunned for two seconds, she cursed, “That fucking scum. I’ll break him.” She grabbed the golf club, opened the car door, and darted inside once again.

While listening to the sounds of things crashing and breaking inside, I tried my best to calm down. Then, I used Teri’s phone to make a call.

The call connected.

Logan’s voice was as gentle as ever. “Hello. What’s the matter, Ms. Stuart?”

I choked up. “Logan, it’s me. Could you come over? I…I might be in trouble.”

After saying that, I couldn’t control myself and started crying again.

Logan’s voice immediately became solemn. “Ari, where are you?”

So, I gave him my address. And before I could even tell him what happened, he said, “Stay where you are. Someone will pick you up in ten minutes.”

I wiped my tears away, feeling much calmer now. “Logan, where are you?”

I

When I saw the broken pieces of the bracelet and the photo on my knees, I burst into tears again.

Logan said, “I’m at the airport. I can’t get there in time. Wait there.”

With that, he swiftly hung up.

Meanwhile, I stayed in the car.

After a few minutes, Teri walked out just as a cop car arrived.

It seemed that Jocelyn had called the cops,

I pulled Teri into the car and locked the door.

Her hands were still shaking with rage. She looked livid as she said, “Ari, don’t worry. I’ll take full responsibility for this.”

Ten minutes later, more people arrived.

Two well–mannered Individuals circled the cops and talked for a while. Then, someone knocked on our door

“We’re Wood Group’s attorneys. He’s Mr. Campbell, and my last name is Guzman. We’ll handle the following legal affairs for the both of you.”

Teri was stunned. I was, too.

Before long, we were brought to the police station. I had no idea how the two attorneys negotiated, but ultimately, we came out in less than an hour.

All the while, Teri wasn’t worried about herself. Instead, she comforted me. “Ari, don’t worry. I’m alright.

Don’t feel bad about it.”

But I felt guilty and said, “It was all my fault. I screwed up.”

Teri sighed. “You didn’t do anything wrong. Don’t feel guilty.”

After that, Teri was taken home by Mr. Campbell, while I was taken to the hospital by Mr. Guzman for a physical examination.

Once I was cleared, I was brought back to the Wood residence.

Back at the Wood residence, I saw Logan and a kind–looking old man with white hair sitting in the living

room.

The sprightly old man was dressed in a suit. His eyes were astute, and he appeared stately.

He was surprised when he saw me. This is the girl from the York family?”

Logan replied, “Yes, she’s Jonathan York’s sister. She’s been staying with me temporarily for the past few days.

Logan then waved at me. “Come and meet Mr. Pearson. He’s the chairman of the chamber of commerce. He knows your father, and he’s met Jonathan as well.

I had no idea who the old man was. However, since Logan had personally introduced him, he had to be someone important.

I bowed. “Pleased to meet you, Mr. Pearson. I’m Ariana York, Philip York’s daughter.”

Mr. Pearson looked at me carefully with a smile. “Oh, Philip’s daughter is all grown up now.”

I asked, “You know my dad, Mr. Pearson?”

He smiled. “Yes, I know him.”

My tears welled up. I wanted to find out more, but the man was already getting up to leave.

He told Logan, “Regarding what you said, I’ll head back and do some research with my people.”

Logan’s face didn’t reveal much. He simply smiled, “Okay, I’ll be waiting to hear from you, Mr. Pearson. Let me see you out.”

The two then chatted as they walked out.

Meanwhile, I sat in the living room, staring dumbly at the emerald fragments and torn photo in my handkerchief.

I knew I had to look like a sorry spectacle. I was a wreck.

After showing Mr. Pearson out, Logan walked back in.

He noticed the stuff on my knees and approached me. Ari, what happened?”

Large drops of tears fell from my face, and I gave him a rough account of what had happened.