Cindy's irises had already constricted as much as physically possible, and her eyes were bulging so much that they were on the verge of popping.
Yet, in the very next second, Arielle chuckled and replied, “That was a lie.”
Cindy was taken aback. Confusion and suspicion filled her.
She was on the verge of going crazy when she demanded, “What is the truth?”
Arielle put her smile away and calmly replied, “Aunt Cindy, you claimed that Shandie is a scaredy-cat, but it seems that you are too. All I did was make a joke, and you're already so frightened that you almost had a miscarriage. To be honest, you look really funny now.”
“You...” Cindy was so upset that she almost vomited blood.
Arielle ignored her and headed over to the mausoleum.
She had been to there a dozen times because that was where she paid respect to her mom.
That was supposed to be a memorial for the Moores, but the Southalls had taken up most of the space.
That was just how shameless the Southalls were. They would steal even a mausoleum.
Cindy glared evilly at Arielle. The former gritted her teeth so much that it was a miracle that they didn't shatter.
I must chase her out of the Southall residence todaylArielle grew up in a village, and her social status is lower than average. There is no way Vinson will still be into her if Southall Group kicks her out. Besides, even if Vinson is into her pretty face, his mother would never let them be together. She is highly sensitive about social statuses.Marrying Vinson Nightshire? Hah! Not even in her dreams!
Cindy gritted her teeth and followed Arielle along.
On the other side.
Alfred went to the room on the second floor to wake Malorie up.
She was comparatively strong, but she was no longer as agile after the previous “accident”. She needed to sleep more hours.
In fact, she would be tired the entire evening if she didn't nap in the afternoon.
At first, Malorie was upset about being woken up, but hearing about how the psychic was there got her excited.
Alfred didn't see any external injuries on Malorie, so he didn't insist. He simply followed along.
When Malorie arrived at the mausoleum, she saw that Arielle was paying her respect to Shandie.
To Arielle, Shandie was a person of the past. The former would let go of everything after sending those last prayers.
Cindy stood at the side. She didn't want Arielle to show up anywhere near Shandie's grave, but she had to put on a show.
She sighed deeply and turned around. That was when she saw Malorie approaching.
Cindy's eyes glowed, and she went to welcome Malorie.
“Mom, you're up! Rick has gone to open the door for the psychic. They should be here soon.”
Malorie nodded before shifting her gaze to
Arielle.
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