On the other side, in a small pub, Ariel was sitting in a private room. In front of her sat Mister Fletcher, the same man who went looking for Ari a day ago.
"Have…Have you looked for my sister?" Ariel asked with a simpering smile, she was dressed in a deep maroon dress, which had a hint of black scattered over her sleeves and collar. The front of the dress had a deep collar that showed her padded bosom.
If Mister Fletcher had seen Ariel first before Ariana, he would have been attracted to her charms. But after seeing the younger one, he had no intentions of making a move on the woman in front of him. He took a swig of his cigar and nodded, "Of course we did. This is about the money that your father owes us, how can we not take a look at the sources from where we can get a refund?"
