Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire novel Chapter 334

Chapter 334

Henrick cast Arielle a reassuring look before he regarded his own mother. “You’re unwell, Mom, and that’s why your appetite is poor. Regardless, you should at least try to have some…”

Through Henrick’s persuasion, Malorie managed to consume a few but completely lost her enthusiasm by the fourth piece. “Enough. I’m done eating.”

With a sigh, Henrick motioned for Arielle to leave with his hand, and the latter vocalized her acknowledgment before she turned to head out.

No one noticed the sly curl upon her lips.

Of course it’s awful.

She had a reason to make it tasty while they were out in the countryside. Now that the situation did not call for it, why would she put in the effort at all?

It was not as if she was here to be Malorie’s personal cook!

Henrick, though, was not going to suspect foul play because how would it have occurred to him that a dutiful and filial daughter like her could harbor such deviousness?

Apart from Vinson, she had no desire to spend the rest of her life making ravioli for anyone else as far as she was concerned.

That was when she became aware of those intrusive

thoughts about Vinson sneaking up on her. She shook her head and cast them out before she returned to the room to make some preparations for the matter concerning Teddy.

Now that she had ascertained that Henrick was her enemy, there was no reason to delay things further, and being tired of pretending to be docile, she wanted to see this through as soon as possible.

Meanwhile, elsewhere in a sales office in the Western Hemisphere.

This was Epea’s only sales office that dealt exclusively in premium luxury real estate and also where all relevant transactions throughout Epea would be conducted

If he were to pretend to shop, he had to do so at a place that seemed fitting for him so that those who hid in the shadows would not question their motives.

Vinson and Jordan hence strode inside confidently.

The dignified air with which the remarkable-looking duo carried themselves immediately impressed upon the sales manager there that these were two exceptionally wealthy individuals, and that prompted the manager to approach them with a welcoming smile.

The sales manager, Charles Bose, was a polyglot who promptly addressed them in fluent Chanaean when he recognized their nationality. “A very good afternoon to you, gentlemen. Might you be interested in acquiring

some property?”