Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 1576

Chapter 1576 Help

At the moment, Simon was staring at the computer screen as his eyes widened in disbelief.

How is it possible that I can't hack into their surveillance system even after trying for hours?

"Good luck. I'm rooting for you!"

Just then, a sentence in red popped up and was plastered all over his screen. Simon's blue eyes widened as he could not believe that his computer was hacked instead. Despite so, he was not furious.

He had always been the kind of man who admired people who were stronger than him.

"Who are you? You are so good at this. Can we be friends?" He was so impressed by the other person as it was his first time encountering a surveillance system that he could not hack into.

In the apartment, Arielle did not know whether to laugh or cry when she saw the message.

He's someone whom the queen mother has employed to help. Why is he asking if we can be friends now?

That being said, it would be quite a good move since it would definitely give the queen mother a blow.

With that thought in mind, she typed another line on her computer.

Simon frowned at the sight of her reply. Pfft... that's such a minor matter.

Then, he immediately took out his phone and sent a text to Arielle in an attempt to brag.

The text read: I've told the other party that I won't be taking this job. Can we be friends now, Boss?

Arielle pondered for a moment when she saw the message popping up on her computer and replied: Yes

"Oh, yeah!" Simon almost leaped in joy after he saw Arielle's reply. The two of them then exchanged contact with each other.

Meanwhile, the queen mother hurled the documents in her hand away when she saw Simon's message, livid.

D*mn it! Who the hell is the other party? Why are they going against me like this?

At the same time, in the palace, Dylan looked as if he had aged ten years overnight.

"Sybil, what did General Lawrence say? Can he help me out?" Dylan put down the document in his hand and turned to look at Sybil who just walked in.

Sybil shook his head in response and muttered, "He's on the fence right now."

Dylan slammed the table after listening to Sybil's report.

"Your Majesty, you cannot blame General Lawrence for his hesitance. After all, the queen mother is not someone to be trifled with," Sybil hurriedly advised when he saw that Dylan was infuriated. Dylan's face sank.

"Where is Vinson right now?"

Ever since Arielle was cremated and buried, he had not seen Vinson since. Has he gone back to his country? That can't be right. There's no way he will just up and leave like that without even telling me.

At the mention of Vinson, Sybil hurriedly added, "Mr. Nightshire has said that he wants to investigate the person who assassinated the Princess in secret."

Dylan nodded. He was also investigating the matter as well. However, there had not been any viable lead thus far.

He grew dejected at the thought. After all, he was a king and a father. Hence, he felt defeated for not being able to investigate the matter properly.

I'm so useless! How am I going to avenge my daughter this way?

"Sybil, am I a failure? As a father, I can't protect my daughter. I can't even replace out who's the person behind the murder of my daughter. As a king, my power is entirely in the queen mother's hand. I don't have any true power to do anything."

Sybil felt his heart ache for the king.

After all, he had been a devout follower of Dylan since a long time ago.

"Your Majesty, don't say that." Sybil looked at him and added, "Even though General Lawrence is hesitating, I think he will take your side with just a little persuasion."

As soon as he said that, his phone pinged with a message. He opened his phone to read the text, and his eyes widened in disbelief.