Vinson started getting anxious when Arielle didn't pick up the first two times he called.
Knowing that Vinson was worried about Arielle, Vinson's assistant Rayson comforted him, “Her phone might have died. Don't worry. I'll send someone to ask around at Maple Mansion and the school.”
“It's okay,” Vinson replied. “I know where she is.”
At Jadeborough Cemetery, Arielle was kneeling in front of Maureen's tomb and holding the photocopied trial results.
“Can you see this, Mom? I've completed the revenge for you... Henrick Southall is sentenced to a lifetime of imprisonment at Specialized Forces Prison. He's going to have a hard time in there. I'll burn this for you to read.”
As Arielle said, she lit the lighter and set the document on flames. She watched as the document was burnt to ashes.
A gust of wind blew past and scattered the ashes into the air.
Arielle raised her head and looked at Maureen's photo on the tomb. “Henrick is the first of many. I'll find Cindy as soon as possible. After her, I'll track down her accomplices. If not for them, you'd still be alive. Therefore, they must be punished too.”
Biting her lips, Arielle continued, “However, if the man in the pictures is involved, please don't blame me for taking action on him. I won't let him off even if he's my biological father.”
Arielle was selfish. To her, her only family was Maureen and the Wilhelms.
As for that man, he was just some stranger who sired her life.
Suddenly, an umbrella appeared over her head and shielded her from the sun.
She didn't have to turn around to know that it was Vinson who was holding it.
Now, she had one more person who meant a lot to her.
Every time she thought of him, she felt safe and secure.
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