Henrick's fury was beyond words and description.
Arielle was the perfect profit-making machine, and Henrick would never have chased her away if the psychic never said anything about her bringing bad luck.
“Rick...”
Cindy could see how angry Henrick was, and she got so scared that she almost fell.
Fortunately, Malorie was there to stop her from falling. The former reminded, “Cindy, be careful.”
Malorie glared angrily over before reprimanding, “Rick, why are you being so harsh to Cindy?
Have you forgotten that she is pregnant with my grandson?”
Henrick was about to swing over and slap Cindy across her face, but hearing those words stopped him.
If Cindy wasn't pregnant with Henrick's son, he might've just divorced her on the spot.
Henrick bit down and thought about Arielle. He reached out to hold her hand before apologizing, “This is all my fault, Sannie. I bought your Aunt Cindy's lie. I would never have chased you out otherwise.”
Henrick changed his stance faster than a fish could die in the desert. What's worse was that he didn't think he was wrong at all.
Malorie, however, panicked.
“Rick, you can't let her stay. I don't like her, so you must chase her away!”
“Mom! You don't understand anything, so please stop butting in on this matter,” complained Henrick in frustration.
“Oh, I'm the one who doesn't understand anything? Hah! There is definitely something bad about her. You have never spoken to me in that disrespectful tone before she comes around. Besides, I believe that she brings bad luck, even though Michael only said all that after Cindy paid him.”
Malorie's words reminded Henrick of something important.
I can ask him to read Arielle's fortune for real.
“Michael,” said Henrick as he let go of Arielle's hand and turned to the psychic. Henrick asked, “Can you do a real reading for my daughter? I will pay you ten times what was offered.”
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