Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 641

Chapter 641

Vinson's suggestion caused Arielle's heart to start racing

She did her best to calm herself down as she declined, "No, Henrick prepared a house for me. I was planning to go over and clean it up after class."

"That's so troublesome. Just stay over at mine. There's more than enough space as it is," Vinson said. Then, he quickly added, "Not Nightshire Manor. I'm talking about Maple Mansion."

After all, Susanne was staying in Nightshire Manor. Knowing Arielle would feel uncomfortable, he quickly clarified that he wasn't meaning for her to stay there as well.

Despite that, Arielle shook her head.

"It's really fine. The place Henrick got for me isn't far from here, so it's more convenient for me to go to school. Also, I think my mom may have stayed there before, so I want to go and see if there are any traces of her."

"Okay then," Vinson said, slightly disappointed. Still, he didn't press on after hearing her reasoning. "Then I'll go help you tidy up too after school."

Arielle chuckled at his words.

"Has the almighty Mr. Nightshire ever done any household chores? Don't give me more trouble."

"Don't worry. I'm super talented in the field of household chores. If I wasn't a Nightshire, I might even have become the world's best cleaner."

"Is that so?" Arielle said with a smile and a nod. "Okay, I'll have to see for myself after school."

The moment Arielle finished speaking, Vinson's phone rang.

Arielle didn't know what was being said on the other end, but it only warranted an 'Okay' from Vinson before he hung up.

Before she could ask, he said, "The results are out. They don't have a concussion at all, and their injuries aren't serious enough to be used in their favor. I'll get the lawyer to prepare the defamation lawsuit." Arielle never considered herself to be a saint, so she nodded. "Good. These people shouldn't be allowed to just walk away freely."

The more people like that she could get rid of, the better.

After all, they were all adults, and they had to take responsibility for their words. No matter what sentence they would be getting, they deserved it.

A hint of a smile appeared on Vinson's lips. He especially admired how cold-hearted Arielle could be at times.

After that, he called his lawyer and told him to prepare the defamation lawsuit.

After the phone call, Vinson said, "With the help of my lawyer, they'll be imprisoned for at least three years. You won't have to worry about them for a long time. However, it'll probably take two or three days before they can actually get arrested."

"That's fine. I've been dealing with it for so long., so two or three days is nothing."

She glanced at her watch. "I should be heading to class now. If I'm late, my teacher is going to lecture me again, and I'm really not in the mood for that."

"Okay, then go ahead. I'll see you after school."

"See you!" Arielle said with a wave of her hand before walking into school.

Arielle had just left when Blake scurried over with his electric bike.

"Boss!"

"Let's go," Vinson said. "The funeral is all prepped. We'll keep it simple, so it'll just be the few of us." Blake knew he couldn't get any gossip out of Vinson after he heard the word 'funeral' and nodded sadly, Back in the classroom, Wendy's glee had been completely eradicated. In its place was inexplicable fear and irritation.

Vinson had truly chased her out of Nightshire Manor this time.

What should I do now?

With a muted thud, she slammed her head down onto the table in an attempt to let out her frustration.

Her deskmate piped up, "I'm going to ask Mr. Baxter to change my seat if you keep interrupting my studies!"