After the policemen left with the lawyer, only Blake, Vinson, and Arielle were left standing there.
Blake immediately started apologizing.
“I’m sorry for causing you trouble, sir. Feel free to hit or scold me. I definitely deserve it.”
“Why would I?” Vinson asked. “You did the right thing.”
Blake was taken aback, doubting what he had just heard.
At first, he had his head lowered, but after hearing Vinson’s words, he looked up at the latter and
asked, “You’re not kidding, right, sir?”
Vinson didn’t reply, but his serious expression answered Blake’s question.
Blake let out a sigh of relief and finally understood how much his boss loved Arielle.
If anyone else had dragged him into such a situation, Blake would have been scalped along with the
instigator. However, Vinson was being exceptionally nice to Blake. What else could it be if not because
of his love for Arielle?
When Alexandra had told Blake about this, he was still mildly doubtful, but all his doubts had now been
thrown out of the window.
His boss was about to have a girlfriend!
As Blake eyed Arielle, he immediately caught on that he should not continue third-wheeling them.
Hence, he quickly made up an excuse, saying that his bike was broken before he scurried off to ‘get it
fixed.’
While Arielle was wondering when the bike broke down, she heard Vinson say, “I’m going to keep
Blake with you so that he can protect you. Next time you bump into people like that, just get him to beat
all of them up. There’s no need to worry about the consequences as long as you’re satisfied.”
Arielle felt a warm sensation rush to her heart, and she asked, “Aren’t you worried that your future
girlfriend’s going to get jealous if you’re always so nice to me?”
He raised an eyebrow. “How could someone get jealous of herself?”
Hearing that, Arielle stilled and looked at Vinson in shock.
When her eyes met his obsidian-like gaze, she felt her heart begin to race.
Is he insinuating that I’m his future girlfriend?
Without waiting for Arielle’s response, Vinson chuckled and said, “I’m kidding.”
Arielle relaxed slightly, but her mood was dampened, and she didn’t know why.
Vinson suddenly changed the topic. “I saw Southall Group’s announcement about kicking you out. Why
didn’t you tell me earlier?”
Arielle’s expression immediately soured.
She looked away as she murmured, “It’s nothing important. It was never my home in the first place.
After I change its name, I’m going to return, and no one will be able to stop me.”
“You’ll definitely be able to return. They can’t kick you out of something that belongs to you. They’re just
a bunch of parasites,” Vinson said seriously.
Arielle nodded. “Soon,” she replied.
Vinson stayed silent for a few seconds but couldn’t help asking, “What happened yesterday? Wasn’t
Michael fine when he left?”
Arielle shook her head, slightly confused. “I don’t know. Henrick said Malonie told him to do so, but I
have a feeling it was his own decision. Also, she had a bad fall and is in the hospital right now. From
the sound of it, she’s not doing too well.”
“Got it.” Vinson could already figure out what Henrick was planning and said, “After you came back, a
lot happened to the Southalls. Now that something happened to Malorie, he’s probably terrified that
you’re the source of his bad luck.”
Arielle scoffed and said, “A bit too late for that.
Bringing them bad luck is the whole reason I came back.”
“Have you found a place to stay yet? If not, come stay at my place.”
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