Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 675

Chapter 675

Before Arielle could react, Vinson finished the sandwich in a few gulps.

"That is Trisha's!"

"I know," blurted Vinson before rephrasing his sentence. "I'm not full. Anyway, she might have already eaten breakfast, so it'll be a waste. It's better that I eat it."

He did not want to share what his wife made with anyone else, even if the sandwich was huge and his stomach was stuffed.

Arielle did not think much about it and merely assumed that Vinson had a huge appetite.

After taking a sip of milk, she told him about Malorie.

"Malorie's dead."

Surprised, Vinson asked, "What happened?"

"She had a fall, which was probably quite serious."

Moments after Arielle spoke, Carter called her.

When she listened to him, a mocking smirk played on her lips. "Got it. Thanks!"

Arielle ended the call and burst out laughing. "Malorie didn't have to die. However, Henrick refused to pay for the equipment I donated to the Rocher Private Hospital, so her operation failed. She died around midnight."

There was an incredulous look on Vinson's face.

"I've always known that Henrick is a selfish man, but I've never expected him to be so immoral."

Arielle raised her eyebrow. "I'm not surprised. If he's willing to pay for Malorie's operation, I'd have to admit that I'm wrong about him."

"Oh, right." Remembering Cindy, he said, "Blake and Sasha went to Manchernius today. We'll get updates regarding Cindy's medicine soon."

Arielle nodded and glanced at her watch. "It's time for me to go to school."

"I'll send you there."

When they went downstairs together, they bumped into the woman who had given fruits to them yesterday.

With an ambiguous smile, she greeted them, "Are you lovebirds leaving for work?"

Arielle was stunned. Before she could react, Vinson already replied, "Yes. Thank you for your fruits yesterday. I'll ask my wife to invite you to our place for a meal." "Sure!" Smiling, the lady went upstairs.

Arielle blushed and glared at Vinson. "Who are you calling your wife?"

"You, of course." Vinson glanced at her. "Aren't you?"

Biting her lips, Arielle decided to avoid Vinson's gaze. The moment she looked into his eyes, her heart would start pounding frantically.

I must visit a psychiatrist soon!

When Arielle arrived at the entrance of Jadeborough University, she spotted Wendy and a group of teachers.

At that moment, she also saw Trisha, who was going out to buy breakfast. Trisha mumbled softly, "They're waiting for that professor from Maxwell University. Look at how Wendy keeps staring at us!" Arielle glanced over and noticed the envious look blazing in Wendy's eyes when she saw Arielle getting out of Vinson's car.

Not bothered by her, Arielle said to Trisha, "I'm busy, so I can't accompany you to buy breakfast."

"It's fine. Go back to class first and I'll buy some milk for you."

"Okay." Arielle nodded. After watching Trisha leave, she walked into the school briskly.

She did not want to meet the professor from Maxwell University just in case she got recognized.

The moment Arielle entered the school, a car stopped by the road.

The teachers immediately rushed forward to welcome the guest.

"Welcome, Prof. Harlem!"

An elderly man got out of the car and replied with a thundering voice, "Hello everyone!"

Although he was speaking in clumsy Chanaean, Wendy praised him with a feigned Lightspring accent, "Your Chanaean is really fluent!"

Thomas glanced at Wendy and shook his head. Reverting back to Ustranasion, he said, "I just learned Chanaean, so I know that I'm bad at it. I can't possibly accept your compliment. However, your grasp of Ustranasion is quite similar to my Chanaean."