At around noon, Arianne carefully asked, “Would you like something to eat? Or a drink? I’ll get some for you.”
Helen looked at her with a cold and distant stare and said, “I’m not that cold-blooded. I can’t eat or drink.”
Arianne’s last nerve was close to snapping. “Can you stop being so prickly all the time? It’s Seaton’s fault that Aery’s turned out this way, not mine or Mark’s. If you have something to say to us, just say it!”
Helen grew riled up. “I should just say it, should I? Okay, I’ll just say it then. How could Mark and Alejandro have allowed Aery to get hurt during their search for Seaton? There were so many people, yet Seaton still found the chance to hurt Aery. They clearly didn’t do a very good job. Aery had absolutely nothing to do with this; Seaton’s objective was you. Aery has suffered a blow for you, and even if you don’t feel any guilt, you shouldn’t act so cold and distant; you’re blood relatives! I saw it, your heart ached when you saw how Mark was up all night last night. But did you feel anything for your sister? Yes, Mark Tremont has raised you for many years, and I haven’t done my duty as your mother, but he’s still an outsider. Aery, whom you hate so much, has my blood flowing in her veins, same as you. You’re family. Look at what’s happened to your sister! Don’t you feel anything at all?”
Yes, Seaton had done all of this because of them. Arianne couldn’t deny it. But Aery served herself up to him on a silver platter. She didn’t want this. Helen’s standpoint made her very uncomfortable.
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