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His Versatile Gorgeous Wife novel Chapter 1292

“I've always practiced medicine for good. How can I possibly have such a vicious daughter like you?”

Abraham stared at Queenie disappointedly.

Is this the daughter whom I've always doted on? Is this the daughter who has always made me proud? When did she become so ruthless?

“Dad, did you just slap me? How dare you slap me!” Queenie clutched her cheek as she shot a look of disbelief at Abraham.

She had never been hit since she was a child.

“Cor, bring her to the living room.” Abraham was so engulfed with disappointment that he did not even want to look at Queenie. Spinning around, he left and informed all the contestants to head to the living room.

“Cor, why does Dad want me to go to the living room? I don't want to!”

Queenie panicked. Ignoring the searing pain on her cheek, she grabbed Cornelius' hand. “Cor, I'm sure that Arielle's fine. Please, beg Dad not to punish me!”

No matter how dumb Queenie might be, she knew that Arielle must have discovered how she was the one who planted the poison. Then, Arielle informed Cornelius, triggering this series of events.

“Even if Ms. Moore is fine, it doesn’t mean that she’s willing to spare you.”

As Cornelius looked at Queenie, his heart ached. However, there was nothing he could do. This matter was so serious that it was impossible for him to cover things up for her.

“Apologize to Ms. Moore and see if she can forgive you,” suggested Cornelius as he pushed Queenie's wheelchair out.

Queenie knew that unless Arielle forgave her, there was no way for her to resolve this.

However, this only made her even more reluctant to apologize to Arielle.

She clutched the armrests of her wheelchair forcefully, her nails digging into them.

I won't believe it'. Dad and Cor will never let that b*tch, Arielle, punish me!

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