Meeting the Arlington's again

Ansel shook his head uninterestedly before turning back to look at the old blade before him.

He had no interest in Clara or her family, knowing full well that they were nothing but trouble.

Clara’s anger spiked as Ansel dismissed her, making her blood boil.

The blatant disregard for her and the Arlington's only served to fuel her indignation, her knuckles whitening as she clenched her fists in frustration.

Ansel was the reason for everything, if he hadn't told the police about Kelvin then she wouldn't have to go visit Kelvin every night in the cell.

The Arlington's had taken a huge hit, and it was all because of Ansel. His actions had caused their once-thriving business to plummet to the bottom of the rankings.

Companies didn't work with them anymore.

Feeding was now a problem and they had to bring their precious items to sell in this little shop.

It was their best bet and if they took it somewhere else, they might be chased out immediately.

Mrs Arlington also stared daggers at Ans