Chapter 1291
Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 1291 The Real Culprit âHow absurd!â Cornelius was actually hopeful. He was unwilling to believe that the culprit who tried to kill Arielle was his own precious sister. However, it was impossible to dispute this fact anymore.
Queenie had completely disappointed him. âSalvador, tell Dad about this. Iâm going to Queenieâs room for a while.â
He wanted to go to Queenieâs room and find the poison himself. This way, she would not be able to make any excuses.
âIâll go right away.â With that, Salvador went to look for Abraham. Meanwhile, Cornelius stood at the same spot for five minutes before dragging his feet to Queenieâs room.
âWhy are you here, Cor?â
It was Salvador earlier, and now, itâs Cornelius. Queenie felt an indescribable sense of panic wash over her. Did they realize that I poisoned Arielle? No, if I was exposed, Arielle wouldâve kicked up a fuss. Itâs impossible that sheâll stay so quiet and not do anything. Iâm just scaring myself out of guilt.
Upon that thought, she took a deep breath and calmed herself down.
Cornelius stared at Queenie without saying a word. Following the scent, he walked toward her dressing table. Seeing this, Queenie was so scared that her heart pounded rapidly.
âWhat are you looking for, Cor? Iâll ask Don to help you find it,â said Queenie as she suppressed her panic. When she shot a look at Donovan, he immediately understood. Rushing toward Cornelius, he said, âYeah, Cor. Iâll help you find it.â
Ignoring them, Cornelius pulled open the drawers and started rummaging through them before taking out a makeup box. Queenie had hidden the poison amongst her makeup products. Those who were not extremely sensitive to the smell of medicine would never find it.
âCor, why are you taking my makeup products? Theyâre meant for girls. If you want some, I can ask Don to buy some meant for guys,â said Queenie, still trying her best to suppress her panic.
When she noticed Cornelius holding the bottle of night cream, her heart started to race.
Cornelius gazed at Queenie, who he had doted on since young, with disappointment. âAre you scared that Iâll take this away?â
âWhat are you talking about? Why would I be scared? Itâs just a bottle of cream. If you want it, just take it. Whatâs the big deal?â
âQueenie, do you have anything else to tell me?â Cornelius was extremely disappointed. Is she still unwilling to admit it even at this point?
This time, Queenie finally realized that Cornelius had come to look for the poison that she had given Arielle. D*mn it! I was too careless. I should have destroyed that poison when I can. Now the d*mn thing has come back to bite my ass.
âCor, canât you pretend that you donât know anything?â Queenie gazed into her brotherâs eyes, hoping that he could let her off the hook.
âQueenie, this is fatal. How can you use it to kill someone?â Cornelius stared at her in disbelief. When did my adorable, kind, and innocent sister change? How did she become so vicious that she doesnât even care about oneâs life?
âDo you think that I want to kill someone? If Arielle hasnât gone overboard, why would I have tried to kill her?â Queenie roared at Cornelius.
At that moment, Abraham had also rushed over to Queenieâs room after Salvador told him what happened. When he heard his daughterâs words, he flung the door open and strode toward her before slapping her cheek so forcefully that blood dribbled down her lips.