The person on the other end of the call somehow had mentioned something that made Cindy's face fell.
After pondering for a few seconds, she uttered, “Go ahead with the surgery then. Though
Mom is old, her body is still healthy and strong.
I'm sure she can make it through. Rick, no matter how much we have to spend, we must save Mom! But honestly, don't you think Arielle is a jinx? We haven't had peace ever since she came. And now, something has happened to Mom-”
Before Cindy could finish her words, her face paled again.
Arielle supposed Henrick did not heed Cindy's words and hung up the call straight away.
Indeed, in the next second, she saw Cindy put away her phone while looking grimmer than before.
“Aunt Cindy,” Arielle muttered.
Hearing her voice, Cindy instinctively turned around to look, only to coincidentally meet with the former's cold gaze.
A hint of guilt flashed across Cindy's face. She quickly washed her herb tonic tea down with water and passed the glass to Larissa. “Your grandma is undergoing surgery soon. You better pray nothing happens to her. Otherwise, your dad will surely think you're the jinx!”
Arielle did not comment on Cindy's words and merely kept a solemn expression as she instructed the housekeeper to make her a bowl of pasta.
In fact, Malorie's situation was within her
expectations.
Anyone with medical knowledge would know a fall could mean nothing for a young, yet extremely serious for an old.
Seeing the nonchalant Arielle, Cindy was brimming with anger. She appeared like she wanted to say something but ended up returning to her room without saying anything.
Meanwhile, Wendy had been observing the situation of Soir Coffee. She did not believe that Arielle would be able to save someone.
At that, she was conflicted.
She had hoped that the person would not survive, yet on the other hand, she hoped that nothing would happen to Vinson's cafe.
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