Chapter 450


    "It''s you who got him caught, not me. Why would he want to take revenge on me for?" It was really


    unpleasant not being able to finish all the food.


    He was speechless, "Have you forgotten that you''re also an aplice?"


    "But am I the mastermind?"


    He shook his head.


    I shrugged and said innocently, "In that case, it has nothing to do with me."


    After a few bites, I lost my appetite. "It''s gettingte, I''m heading back. Please let me know when the


    interrogation resultes out."


    He clicked his tongue and did not lose his temper with me. "Why, are you leaving me to clean up this


    mess?"


    I looked at him. "Am I supposed to clean it up, then?"


    He put on a fake smile. "It truly is difficult dealing with uncultured people. Arianna, you''re much more


    vindictive than I pegged you to be."


    I didn''t respond. I had nothing else to say, so I stood up and got ready to leave.


    He followed me out of the restaurant and asked, "Aren''t you going to talk to Hendrix about Michael?"


    I shook my head and searched my bag for my car keys. "There''s no need to because this has been


    settled. You should find a way to get some dirt on Valerie from Michael; the sooner, the better."


    I had nned to slowly bring Valerie down to her knees, but the situation had changed and those cards


    may no longer be on the table.


    When it came to Josiah and Hendrix, I was implicated in a lot of what was happening between them;


    even Monique was dragged into this. While Monique still didn''t know anything about this, I wanted to


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    finish this up as soon as possible, and look into her rtionship with Josiah.


    He nodded, folded his arms, and said, "That should be a walk in the park, but don''t you think it''s a little


    boring undoing the ns you''veid out?"


    Boring?


    "I have other things to do!" It was pointless wasting so much time on Valerie. After all, she was already


    like a cat on a hot tin roof. How incredibly exciting this was!


    I finally found my keys and opened the car door. I turned to him briefly and said, "We''ll keep in touch.


    Bye!"


    However, he quickly stood in my way. "How far are you going to go with this whole Valerie thing?"


    "Can''t I get what I want?" I didn''t ask for anything else. I just wanted her to personally experience the


    pain of losing a child.


    He frowned and looked at me after thinking for a while, "If you regret this one day, don''t me me for


    being too harsh."


    I rolled my eyes at him and said gruffly, "If I regret it, that means she will too. I can''t believe you would


    say something so dumb. I''m going, see you next time!"


    I pulled away from him, got in the car, and headed straight back to the vi.


    Since I was on my period, I felt incredibly beat. I fell asleep not long after returning to the vi.


    But it didn''t take long for me to be woken up. My stomach was in so much pain that I could barely


    breathe. The noise downstairs didn''t make it any easier to be less annoyed.


    Five minutester, the voices downstairs still rambled on. I had no choice but to get up and go


    downstairs.


    Standing at the bottom of the stairs was Andrea in a camel- colored coatpletely soaked by the


    rain. Her hair was wet and her face, which had always boasted such exquisite features, looked a little


    gaunt and embarrassed.


    When she noticed me, she pushed Minnie aside, who had been standing in her way, and ran up the


    stairs. She grabbed me by the arm and said angrily, "Arianna, you did it, didn''t you?"


    I was in a daze from having just woken up from sleep and I didn''t know what was going on at all. After


    a pause, I looked at her and said through squinted eyes, "Miss Burton, when you express yourself,


    please say it in anguage that normal people can understand, okay?"


    Her bloodshot eyes widened as she pulled at my clothes. It looked like she was on the verge of falling


    apart, or exploding right in front of me. "Arianna, don''t y dumb. You''re the one who framed my


    mother, aren''t you?"


    Oh, so this was what themotion was about. I found this rather funny. "Frame?" An ache swelled in


    my stomach; it wasn''t lifethreatening, but it did make me highly ufortable. "Did you actually finish


    elementary school, Miss Burton? Do you need me to exin the meaning of the word


    ''frame''? Do you really think your mother has been framed?"


    "Why are you doing this? Why are you always targeting me? You''ve already stolen Hendrix from me. I


    finally have parents and a ce to call home, but you just took that away from me too. Arianna, what


    grudge do you have against me to be treating me like this?"