Chapter 162 Getting Rid Of Cindy,A Beauty with Multiple Masks
“What?” Both Henrick and Cindy snapped their heads upward instantly. Then, Vinson continued, “I have a bad temper, so I have many enemies. Among them are many who want to take my life. The explosion in the building was supposed to be an assassination attempt meant for me.” At that, the colors drained out of Cindy’s face. If what Vinson said was true, that meant that she was claiming that Vinson was the bringer of ill luck, for she thought it was Arielle’s fault the building collapsed. She would never dare to insinuate that if she knew what was actually going on.

At that very moment, Cindy’s mind was filled with an overwhelming buzz. With the last bit of her courage, she murmured, “Mr. Nightshire, even if you’re interested in Arielle, there’s no need to be a scapegoat for her.” Almost immediately, Vinson shot Cindy a cold glare that made her break out in cold sweat. “Give me the thing,” Vinson said to Carter as he kept his eyes on Cindy. Carter had been enjoying the show from the side, and finally, it was his turn to enter the stage. Without saying anything, he took out a piece of note. “Have a look.” Cindy and Henrick then simultaneously turned to look at the paper.

glacial eyes on Cindy, he asked, “Have you read it?” Cold sweat began beading on her forehead. Plastering on a forced smile, she stammered, “S-So that’s what happened. It seems like

bringer of misfortune.” “Is that so?” came Vinson’s response. “But I don’t think there’s anything wrong with my ears. Mr. Southall, what do you

slapped Cindy. It was something common he did at home, but this time, it was in public. Everyone was watching them, including the reporters who were here for the scoop. At

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