Chapter 1501

Stepping out of the hotel, Aubree felt a complete blankness. She had no idea what to do. Returning to the mansion on the outskirts was impossible; Lucian would undoubtedly have it under surveillance. The hotel was equally risky.

Desperate, she called Frieda. The call roused Frieda from a sound sleep. Initially, she almost dismissed it, but a glance at the caller ID jolted her awake. Annoyance flickered in her eyes. Aubree again! When would it end?

Regaining her composure, she answered, “Aubree, what can I do for you?”

“Where are you? Come to the hotel. I’m downstairs waiting. Remember, don’t let anyone know!” The tension in Aubree’s voice was palpable.

Frieda’s heart sank. Before she could reply, she was out of bed. “What’s wrong? What happened? Why do you need me?” she asked while getting dressed.

Aubree’s response was flat. “They have evidence, probably called the police. I’m in hiding. If you lead anyone to me, I’ll drag you down with me!”

Panic flooded Frieda’s eyes. Aubree was a fugitive. Should she help? What if she inadvertently led the police to her?

Aubree’s voice cut through her hesitation. “If you don’t come, the first thing I’ll do when they catch me is expose your crimes. I can’t guarantee what I’ll say. Cross me, and you’ll suffer.”

Frieda snapped, “Don’t you dare!”

Aubree snorted. “You chose this path. It’s too late for regrets. You have twenty minutes. If I don’t see you, you’re going down with me!” The call ended.

As the dial tone faded, a furious Frieda glared. Cory’s words echoed in her mind: If I’d known this would happen, I would have worked with him that night! Regret was useless.

She had no choice but to prepare and leave her room stealthily. To avoid her family, she took a taxi to the hotel, a place she knew well, having made the reservation for Aubree.

Twenty minutes had passed by the time she arrived. Aubree was nowhere in sight. Dread swelled within her as she scanned her surroundings anxiously.

“I’m here!” Aubree’s voice came from a hidden alley.

Startled, Frieda composed herself before approaching. “What’s the plan?” she asked warily.

Aubree had no plan. “Anything to escape!”

Frieda offered a suggestion. “Fleeing overseas is your only option. If you stay in the country, the Farwell family will find you, even if the police don’t.”