CHAPTER 418

Damon looked at me with a complex expression, as if he was taken aback by my words.

"Ms. Brooks, how about showing a little decorum? What do you take me for?" Ariana retorted with a flare of anger, "I was just thinking, since I'm already here to pick up Mr. Mitch, I might as well take him home. It saves you guys the trouble. Is there something wrong with that?"

Her thin veneer of an excuse didn't fool me, "I don't mind the trouble, okay? In the future, please steer clear of married men. If you're looking for a man, try a matchmaking service."

Ariana fell silent for a while, probably fuming.

I didn't care and asked, "Where are you? At which bar? I'll be right there."

After some prodding, Ariana finally gave me an address. I looked at Damon, "You go pick him up. I need to stay home and take care of the kids."

"We have a nanny, don't we?" Damon seemed to want me to come with him.