Arielle replied sweetly and obediently. Cindy took that opportunity to fake kindness to Arielle as well. The former said, “Don't worry about Shandie. I'll take Sannie over.”
“Okay, then the two of you can head over together. I'll get the psychic over directly.”
“Okay,” muttered Cindy as she smiled and watched Henrick leave.
The smile on her face faded as soon as he was out of those doors.
She had a poker face on as she headed toward the mausoleum. Arielle followed along.
When they reached the empty corridor, Cindy suddenly paused and turned around to glare at Arielle.
“Arielle, are you really going to visit Shandie's grave? Aren't you worried that her spirit will haunt you and seek revenge?”
Arielle grinned and replied, “Why would I be scared? I wasn't the one who killed her.”
Cindy's expression instantly turned evil.
“I can't believe you have the audacity to say that! She was a scaredy-cat and would worry about her physical condition if she were to even catch a cold. Why would someone like that commit suicide? You must've been the one who hurt her!”
“Why would I hurt her?” challenged Arielle.
Cindy scoffed and replied, “Hah, why? Because you are worried that Henrick would play favorites with her and are angry with how her recklessness got you in trouble multiple times!”
“Oh...” said Arielle before she deliberately taunted, “And here I thought you have amnesia and forgot about the vile sh*ts that Shandie had done to me. It seems you remember it well.”
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