The only person with a visa who had come looking for Dylan is Arielle. Now that she is here, there is no reason not to act.
“A spy?” The secretary straightened up immediately. To think there was a spy in their country! “What should we do?” he asked, gazing at Nancy.
The latter shot him a stern glance before answering coldly, “Take her down on the spot.”
In other words, they were to kill their target without going through an interrogation process.
Although the secretary didn't understand why Nancy had decided on such, he still did as ordered. As soon as she left, he went to the palace entrance to retrieve its surveillance footage and sent Arielle's images to various groups, thus launching a murder decree.
Arielle wasn't aware that Nancy had already framed her as a national spy and ordered a hunt. Suppressing her despair temporarily, she headed to the Wynter residence with Vinson.
Sonia and Harvey were thrilled to hear that the two were coming, and they stood at the door to welcome them. But upon noticing Arielle's swollen eyes, Harvey glanced at Vinson with a frown. What happened? What's with her eyes?
The man said nothing despite feeling doubtful, although he was certain that it wasn't Vinson's fault. He understood the latter well enough to know that.
“What's wrong, Arielle? What happened?” Sonia's chest tightened as she saw the way Arielle looked after crying and went up to hold her hand.
Arielle patted the former's hand in response while staring at the floor in desolation. “My dad's passed away, Sonia. I don't have a father anymore.”
Harvey was stupefied to hear that.
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