Aiden thought for a moment, before decisively reaching for his phone again. He stared at the screen for a few seconds before dialling a number.
Even though it was already quite late at night, the call got connected after the very first few rings and Mr. Jones's voice came through the line.
"Sir!" he greeted and Aiden hummed barely in response before asking.
"Recently did something happen?"
The response didn't come immediately as Mr. Jones pondered a little before answering.
"Madam and Ms. Griffin have been doing fine at home. There doesn't seem to be anything out of the place recently. But …" he paused briefly before continuing again. "... something happened the day you left."
Aiden's brows furrowed.
The day he left?
"Since you were in a haste to leave for New York, I didn't get the chance to report it to you, but before Madam brought the lunch to you, she had stepped inside your old study room. It was because of my negligence." The butler added. He had thought to report it to Aiden in the evening when he returned.
However, given the sudden business trip, he didn't get the chance.
On the other end of the call, Aiden's fingers tightened around the phone's frame. "Did she find something there?"
Arwen hadn't mentioned anything to him, but he also knew that the room held so much of her that if she had been there for even a little while, she could feel herself in the air.
"No, sir," Mr. Jones replied. "I have been there with her the entire time. Even though she came across a few things, nothing got her suspicious. And soon later she had a meeting scheduled, so she left without looking much around."
He still clearly remembered that day, when Arwen had come across the late lady's photograph and the jar full of chocolate wrapped folded in the shape of stars. But even looking at them, Arwen seemed quite indifferent. He was sure, nothing made her suspicious.
Even though Mr. Jones seemed quite confident, Aiden didn't feel the same.
What put him at the edge was the possibility of Arwen connecting the dots. Any hint further can make her draw the connections. After all, he never hid anything from her.
As long as she tried, everything would be under her reach.
He kept it like this because previously, he wanted her to remember him, but now even if he wanted the same, he couldn't wish it.
Arwen's current condition wouldn't allow her to remember him or their past.
Meanwhile …
Back in her room, Arwen stared at her reflection in the mirror. Her eyes were sharp, staring deeply at herself as if trying to find something on her being that wasn't visible to her naked eye.
While back in her mind it was still Aiden's words, racing as if trying to decipher the meaning she couldn't understand.
She hadn't asked him to explain not because she didn't want to, but rather because she knew what would have come as his reply.
He would have either explained in terms that could have come vague, or he might have simply said something that would have proved her to be overthinking.
In either case, she wouldn't have been able to find out what she was trying to … Hence to save herself from more confusion, she decided to not go looking for an answer from him.
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