Henrick sighed and lamented, “That's right. She's so shallow and vain! She even used to look down on me, let alone someone like you who grew up in a village. It's all my fault for failing to locate you earlier...”
Although Henrick looked riddled with guilt, Arielle was unmoved.
He's so good at putting up an act that he can be an actor.
Arielle also showed off her acting chops by shaking her head and saying, “That's all right. I'm back now, aren't I? Anyway, I'll listen to whatever you say.
“Good girl,” Henrick replied, reaching out to stroke her head gently.
At that moment, Vinson's voice could be heard from the stairs. “Dad, the car is here to pick Aunt Cindy up.”
Neither Vinson nor Arielle called Cindy “Mom”.
If it were not because Vinson was playing along with Arielle, he would not have called Henrick “Dad” either.
A scumbag like him doesn't deserve it!
Henrick did not notice anything strange about Vinson's gaze. In truth, he still did not quite dare to look directly at Vinson.
Although Henrick clearly knew for a fact that Vinson was now his son-in-law, it still seemed surreal to him.
It's all thanks to my darling daughter, Arielle. All I hope is that she doesn't harbor any ill intentions.
Anyway, regardless of whether she has any ill intentions or not, it never hurts to be careful. Even the person closest to me ended up betraying me, let alone Arielle.
Henrick hid the emotions coursing through him as he instructed Alfred to bring the bodyguards over.
Soon, the bodyguards had Cindy tied up and sent her off in the car to the psychiatric hospital run by Carter's family.
Meanwhile, Arielle stood at the manor's door and watched the car disappear into the distance before looking away.
She did not know why, but she had an ominous feeling that Cindy would return soon.
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