Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 1445

Chapter 1445 Unappreciated Gestures

The queen was irritated by how disdainfully Arielle behaved toward her son's gestures.

I would like to see just how you manage.

She cast a cold glare at Arielle. "Sure, if you want to stay so badly."

Arielle was not afraid of her at all. Instead, her lips curled into a smirk. "Your Majesty, do you feel a tightness in your chest like you're having trouble breathing?"

Like a trigger, her words startled the queen who clutched at her chest with one hand and pointed an accusatory finger at Arielle with the other. "What have you done to me?" "Ari..." Aaron stared at her, horrorstruck.

"I'd warned you not to test me." Ignoring Aaron, she stared at the queen coldly. "In half an hour from now, even the antidote wouldn't save you."

Though Vinson had been looking in confusion at one speaker after another throughout their time at the queen's quarters, he could tell that she was powerless against Arielle. Unnoticed by any of the others jabbering away in Turlenese, he smirked with amusement as he observed the proceedings silently.

By then, the queen was becoming thoroughly frightened. She did not expect Arielle to be capable of poisoning her without a trace.

Even Miranda was cowering with terror in the corner of the room as she clutched her chest.

"What do you want?" the queen asked through gritted teeth.

"Cancel your deal with Aaron, let us leave peacefully, and never use this matter to trouble my bodyguard again."

"You're not getting out of here alive if you kill me," the queen said viciously, unwilling to back down from Arielle's threat.

Arielle sneered. How naïve.

"With all due respect, Your Majesty, you really are a stupid woman. I'll just tell everyone that you have succumbed to an illness for which you've contracted my services. Unfortunately, I found out that there is no cure for your terminal illness." Arielle shook her head with mock sadness before adding, "What exactly did the king see in you, I wonder? Definitely not your brains, Your Majesty."

Her words struck a chord.

The queen had only managed to marry Dylan due to the efforts of the queen mother. If it weren't for her, Dylan would have been unwilling to fulfill their marriage contract. Aaron might never have been born if it had not been for the act of his grandmother against his father on the night of our wedding.

"Insolence!" she shouted at Arielle. "Treason!"

The queen was so furious that she wanted to sentence them to imprisonment on the spot. Before she could open her mouth, Arielle spoke again while smiling at the queen's outburst, "Twenty-five minutes to go!"

"She really is capable of doing this, Mother," Aaron pleaded. "Just give in, will you?" Knowing his mother well, he could tell that she was just being stubborn. By speaking up, he was saving her ego.

Although he knew that Arielle wouldn't kill his mother, he was familiar with his mother's temper. He was aware of how ugly things would get if she got infuriated and refused to allow Arielle and her bodyguard to leave.

Though unwilling to let Arielle and her companion go unpunished, the queen knew that survival was much more important. If she lost her life just for the momentary satisfaction of her ego, it would all have been in vain.