Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 1050

Chapter 1050 Jealous Vinson

Bjorn shook his head. Instead of giving her a direct answer, he gave her a mysterious reply. "She doesn't need us to repay her kindness."

Agnes' eyes widened. "She doesn't want anything from us?"

Bjorn nodded. "If not for Mr. Nightshire being Ms. Moore's partner, I would have wanted to court her."

"Don't even think about it." Agnes shook her head. "Didn't you see the look on Mr. Nightshire's face when you went to grab Ms. Moore's sleeve?"

Bjorn chuckled. "That's why I said 'if.' I wasn't planning on acting on it."

He was sure that if he were to act on that thought, one missing arm would be a mercy from Vinson. What was likelier was that he was going to lose his head too.

At Nightshire Manor, after Susanne had gone for a facial treatment, Arielle was about to ask Vinson what he wanted for dinner. Only then did she notice how dark his expression was.

Taken aback, she asked, "What's the matter? Who made you mad?"

Vinson then shot her a disgruntled look and grumbled, "What did you say to Bjorn?"

"Oh, that." Arielle scratched her head before continuing, "I just asked him to come to the launch event with his bionic arm when the product goes live."

"Oh," Vinson replied, but the dark expression stayed.

After two seconds of silence, Arielle suddenly said, "Vinson, don't tell me you're jealous because I had a private conversation with Bjorn."

Vinson did not deny that as he said, "Is there a rule somewhere that states that I'm not allowed to be jealous?”

A laugh escaped Arielle. "All right, all right. Sorry. I was just too worried that Mrs. Seyward wouldn't agree to let her son join a small company's launch event. After all, to the Seyward family, Moore Group is just a lousy company with a bad reputation."

It was only then Vinson's expression lightened up. He then pouted and mumbled, "But I'm still jealous, so you have to make me feel better."

"How?"

"Let me sleep with you at night."

"No way!"

"Then I'm going to get mad!"

"Okay. I'm going to make dinner. Oh, right, didn't you say you don't like seafood? I'm going to have a seafood dinner then."

Vinson jumped to his feet. "I'm sorry, Darling!"

"Too late!"

Arielle spun around and strode toward the kitchen as Vinson ran after her.

He never thought that he would have to be the one to console Arielle even though he was first to get mad.

Meanwhile, the housekeepers in the living room whispered gossips to each other at the sight of them. They had never seen Vinson acting in that way before. What an eye-opener. It seems like we'll have to be nicer to Arielle than Wendy. This woman might really be his wife in the near future!

On the other side, at Specialized Forces Prison, the deputy captain had no choice but to release Wendy and her mother after receiving Vinson's instructions.

When Wendy walked out of the cell, her eyes were already swollen to the point she could barely open them.

For the past two days, they had not given her the chance to rest at all. They just kept going on and on, interrogating her about the same few questions. Wendy was on the verge of a mental breakdown. Cecilia was in no better state than Wendy.

"Mom, what do we do now?" Wendy sobbed out.

Cecilia took in a deep breath before answering, "Greene Corporation is at its end. Your dad must have done his best to get us out. Therefore, what we have to do now is to cut ties with Greene Corporation." Hearing that made despair crash into Wendy like a tidal wave.

Cecilia's words meant that she could no longer be the prestigious Ms. Greene of Greene Corporation.

In fact, her status as that would only bring shame to her.