“If that’s so, then he indeed has the right not to greet me.” “But now he’s become your student’s student,” Vinson said smilingly, “If you ever file a lawsuit in the future, you don’t need to worry that no one will back you up.” Hearing that, Arielle raised her brow. “It seems like I now have a powerful and influential grand-disciple. Nevertheless, instead of relying on backup, I will find the evidence and hold the person responsible for my mom’s death liable.”
Vinson nodded. At that moment, the man’s eyes were full of admiration for Arielle. He then recalled when Arielle amazed everyone earlier that day. “Do you need me to ask everyone to keep your identity as a pro chess player a secret?” Casting her eyes outside the car window, Arielle rejected, “Nah-uh.” She was no longer the Arielle who had just stepped foot in Jadeborough.
Since the Southall family had collapsed, it didn’t matter anymore if Henrick found out about her real identity. Even if he found out about it, it was impossible that he would kick her out. In the end, she could still stay in the Southall family and investigate Maureen’s death. Besides, after suffering such a huge defeat, Kelsea would never want the news to spread.
Hence, she need not do anything since Kelsea would make sure no one knew about what happened that night. From that day onwards, Arielle had decided not to hide her identities anymore. Soon, it was almost time for Yvette’s birthday party to begin. When their car almost reached Yvette’s house, Arielle curled her lips into a smile and asked Vinson, “Do you know of the Actonwards’ taboo?” Vinson wasn’t close to Yvette.
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