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Chapter 153 Aron is angry

Chapter 153: Chapter 153 Aron is angry

It was just that by the time she reached the intersection, there were already police lined up at the intersection.

Renea was forced to retreat and hide in the woods.

Such a well-thought-out plan made her connect things to the Zelasco family.

She knew that only Susan didn’t have that ability.

But why would the Zelascos want to deal with her?

After Susan came to the set that day, the Morris family started to change.

On the set? Susan? Richard? Jade pendant?

After associating everything, Renea looked slightly shocked.

Looking at the surroundings, Renea collected her thoughts and looked around. Right now, the important thing is to think of a way to leave here. She was afraid that the police would come here a moment later to search.

"Renea!"

Suddenly a familiar voice came from the side of the road, and Renea looked over, shocked, "Aron!"

"Get in the car!" Aron said with a serious expression.

Renea walked over with big strides, opened the back door, and got into the car, "Aron, why are you here?"

Aron did not say anything and started the car to leave. The cold look on his face already shows that at this moment he is very angry.

Renea didn’t speak again either.

The car had just reached the intersection when it was stopped by the police.

Aron stopped the car, opened the door, and got out, handing over his credentials.

The police officer in charge took a look and said with some shock, "Aron Kingston? Why are you here?"

Doubt is also off the charts.

"I have a manor in N city. I asked a few friends to come over yesterday and we all stayed the night there after drinking too much. Why? Did something happen here?" Aron asked.

The policeman responded, "We received a report of a murder just ahead of the village pile, and we’re assisting in the investigation."

"Murder? There are still murders in this small place?" Aron pretended to be puzzled.

The policeman laughed, "Who says it isn’t. There aren’t even a few mouths to feed, and surprisingly, there was a murder, and we were called in early in the morning."

"And do we know who died?"

"We’re not sure yet. We’ve just heard he was not from this village."

Aron nodded thoughtfully and asked, "Then can I go?"

"Uh, sure." The policeman immediately motioned for other police officers to get out of the way.

Aron got into the car and drove away.

It wasn’t until the car drove away that Renea, who was slumped in her seat didn’t straighten up.

Along the way, Aron didn’t say a word, nor did he seek to ask why Renea left the hospital.

Re-entering the hospital, Aron called the nurse to put on the medicine dispensed by Jaeden for Renea.

From the beginning to the end, Aron had a cold and calm face, and he didn’t say a word.

"Aron, are you angry?" Renea asked as she took his hand.

Aron paused for a moment and his expression softened, "I said that if there’s anything, you can tell me. So, why did you go by yourself?"

"Aron," Renea called out softly.

Aron banned his voice and said nothing more.

He knew what Renea meant, and he knew that Renea was an independent person. And he wasn’t mad at her. It was just that he felt heartbroken.

"Alright, take a good rest. I have to go to the company." Saying that Aron turned around and left.

It’s good for them to let each other calm each other down for now.

Renea was in deep thought with her brows locked.

Renea: "Richard, do you have time?"

After a moment’s hesitation, she texted Richard anyway.

Richard who saw the message was shocked beyond belief.

Richard: "Renea, you sent me a message?"

It felt like I was dreaming.

Renea: "I want to thank you for taking care of me."

Richard: "Renea you’re being rude. What kind of thanks are you talking to me about. Did you forget, we’re the ones who spent New Year’s Eve together."

Renea: "Do you have time today? I want you to invite for dinner. I want to know if it is convenient for you. You can choose the place."

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Richard, who was looking at the text message, said three curse words in a row.

Frightened, Mike quickly went over and covered his mouth.

"My Lord, which nerve of your is poking again?"

Richard glanced at him in disgust and ordered, "Mike, go make arrangements. I’m going to have lunch with Renea at noon."

"What?" Mike cried out in shock, drawing quite a few people’s attention.

Mike hurriedly lowered his voice and said, ’’My Lord, don’t you know that this is an extraordinary time? Yet, you still want to go for a dinner date. Are you trying to send an invitation to the door of the reporters to get photographed?"

"It’s just a meal. Can’t you just manage this?" Richard said in despise.

Mike didn’t know what to say!

"Alright, don’t bother me." Richard waved his hand impatiently, "Go and make arrangements. It’s not easy for Renea to ask me out for dinner."

Mike could only leave silently. He used to think that Renea was an understanding person. ‘How did she become so pretentious after an injury?’

Even though in the back of his mind he was a million times more disgruntled, he still went and arranged for the restaurant to be ready.

After getting everything arranged, Richard sent the address to Renea. Originally, he was going to send someone to pick her up, but Renea refused. So, he also didn’t insist.

Richard, who was anxiously waiting in the private room, sent a message to his friend circle by his private number.

[Renea asked me out for dinner today! (With a proud emoji)]

His post made Mike cry once again made to cry: "My Lord, it’s just a meal. Is it necessary for you to send a friend circle?"

‘Indeed, love makes you childish.’ he thought inwardly

At that moment, the door of the private room opened and Renea wearing a duck-tongued cap and a mask, walked in.

"Renea!" Richard hurriedly got up to greet her.

"Renea, are you better? Does it still hurt?"

Looking at such a worthless Richard, Mike silently retreated.

First, he doesn’t want to be a light bulb, and second, he doesn’t want to be grossed out.

"I’m fine already." Renea removed her hat and mask.