Chapter 791
Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Vinson was stumped by Henrickâs reaction.
He was astounded that Henrick was more concerned about whether he was cheated upon than the fact that he had murdered someone.
âSince he is desperate to know, you should tell him, Sannie.â
Sweeping her gaze at Henrick, she explained, âTo be honest, my mom never let you touch her as she didnât have any feelings for you. She simply married you for expediencyâs sake. However, she didnât expect to have let the fox into the henhouse and brought about her own death.â
With a scowl on his face, Henrick bellowed, âThatâs impossible! Impossible! On the night we got married, we-â
Before he finished, Henrick fell silent.
He suddenly remembered that he had only slept with Maureen once, which was on their wedding night.
That day, he had a lot to drink and didnât remember what they did in bed. The only thing he recalled was seeing some bloodstains on the sheet when he awoke the next day.
At that time, he didnât think too much about it and attributed his memory loss to being drunk.
But now that he thought about it, he could sense that something was amiss.
Setting aside the fact that Maureen had always been cold to him, he realized that it didnât make sense for a married couple to have only made love once.
Evidently, Arielle isnât my daughter, and I have raised someone elseâs child all this while!
As rage swelled within him, Henrick screamed with his bloodshot eyes, âIâll kill you! Iâll kill you!â
âPlease donât get confused.â Leaning into Henrick, Arielle coldly remarked, âYou are now on the chopping block, while Iâm the one holding the knife. The one in control right now isnât you. Henrick, tell me, how should I torment you to death? Should I chop off your legs first or your hands? Let me thinkâ¦.
Since you used those hands to push my momâ¦â
âNo, noâ¦â Seized by fear eventually, Henrick yelled, âMurder is a crime! Donât you dare openly do this to me!â
Arielle slapped him at once.
After that, she wiped her hands as if she had touched something filthy. âDonât worry, just like how you treated Cindy, I too wonât let you die easily. That would be letting you off too lightly. We will settle the score one by one, starting with the villagersâ¦â
Straightening her posture, Arielle turned to Vinson. âThe materials I have prepared have already been sent out.â
âAlright, Iâll liaise with the courtsâ¦â
Just as he spoke, Vinson suddenly thought of someone. He reminded Arielle, âSannie, if you want to take the legal route, why donât you contact your grand-disciple?â
âGrand-disciple?â Momentarily surprised, Arielle asked, âDo you mean Ev? The old chess fanaticâs student?â
âMmm-hmm. Mr. Eakins has just been promoted two months ago. Iâm afraid he is higher in rank than all the people I know in the courts.â
âIn that case, Iâll contact him right away. However, Iâm not sure if he is willing to get involved,â Arielle mumbled as she gave Everett a call.
Once the call connected, Arielle explained her objective. At the same time, she was worried that Everett might think something that trivial was beneath him if he was as important as Vinson made him out to be.
Contrary to her expectations, she heard Everettâs enthusiastic reply. âYes, Grandmaster! Your problems are mine too. I will resolve them to the best of my abilities. Send me all the details, and Iâll sentence him to one hundred years in prison.â
âErmâ¦â
His response wasnât what she expected at all. It was now obvious that Everett was a chess fanatic through and through.