Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 679

Chapter 679

Cindy knew Henrick very well. Since he had made up his mind and ordered his men to detain her, the chance for him to change his decision was very slim.

Her lifetime dream was to take over Southall Group from Maureen. She had the confidence that she could develop it better than her sister.

Money was not her priority. Rather, her ultimate goal was to surpass Maureen's achievements. She was determined to do so.

If Henrick sells off the company, those oldies would definitely gang up. When that happens, it will be extremely challenging for me to kick them out one by one.

She laughed and cried at that thought, mocking herself for choosing the wrong person and ending up in a mess.

After a long while, Matthias came to her mind.

She whipped her phone out and immediately gave him a call.

"Hello, Matthias. Please check how much cash we have in total that I can withdraw from our foreign company."

Matthias was taken aback. "Why do you want to replace out about this all of a sudden?"

"Don't ask so much. Just do it."

"Sure," Matthias obliged. Within seconds, he texted her

a series of numbers.

Cindy calmed down after seeing the figures.

If nobody offers a higher price than this, I'll be able to obtain Southall Group. I must first get a divorce, or else we're back to square one with him sharing half of all our properties. I can't make a loss. At that moment, Cindy regretted her decision to fake her pregnancy.

I can't come clean to him at this critical moment. He'd definitely kill me. No, I can't reveal this to him. Neither can I get a child on my own at this age!

An idea suddenly dawned on her and made her eyes sparkle.

Right, there's Arielle! I can use her to fake a miscarriage.

Meanwhile at Jadeborough University, Arielle sneezed.

She rubbed her nose and continued typing a letter to her subordinate.

Mrs. Malorie Southall has passed away. Spread the news. Also, think of a way to let the people know how lavish Henrick's lifestyle in Jadeborough is. Let them know that the Southalls do have money to pay them salaries. However, they are reluctant to do so. They want to deny their responsibility.

As soon as she sent the text message, a glass of water appeared in front of her.

"Hi, care for a drink?"""

Arielle lifted her eyes, and was met by a stranger. There were a few other guys standing nearby, whistling.

She shook her head. "No, thanks."

The guy scratched the back of his head awkwardly and left.

Giggling, Trisha teased her, "Wow, how many bottles of water have you received within one PE lesson?"

Arielle shrugged. "That's why I don't like PE lessons."

Trisha narrowed her eyes at her. "Out of the few guys who came to offer you a drink, two of them were actually quite cute. I heard that they are the heartthrobs of their respective faculties. You didn't like any of them?"

Arielle shook her head again. "I'm not interested."

"Fine." Trisha sat next to her and asked, "When we were messaging each other last night, I asked you a

question, and you haven't answered me. Have you seen a psychologist? Do you think it will be like my case? Is there something wrong?"

"Not yet. Do you know anyone?"

"Of course I do as I've been consulting one all these while. I'm much better now. It's dismissal after PE lesson. Shall I bring you there?"

"Sure!" Arielle nodded. She was keen for a consultation

Whenever she saw Vinson, her heartbeat would race rapidly. If the symptom continued, she was afraid that she would die of heart attack after staying under the same roof for several days with him. I haven't avenged for Mom, so I can't die so soon.