The secret to carry to the grave

ARIANA POV

I addressed Aaron and the singer with a sarcastic tone, "Well, well, well. If it isn't my father's plaything and Mr. Aaron Liam, Margaret's husband. Greetings to you both, my highnesses." I laughed, relishing the tension.

Aaron remained silent, attempting to walk away, but I rolled my chair in front of him, blocking his path. "Did you watch or participate?" I asked, my eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"Let's talk outside," Aaron said, his expression stern. I smiled, intrigued by the secrecy. "Oh, this should be good."

I nodded, and Lewis pushed my chair as we followed Aaron out of the office.

In the hallway, Aaron signaled his bodyguards to leave, and they departed, leaving only Ace behind.

"Do you want me to shut my mouth, like I did with the other secret?" I asked, my eyes locked on Aaron.