Chapter 697


    Queenie was unsure why Vinson would appear there and at the right timing.


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    Why is he still helping Arielle when she’s already kicked out of her house? Our n would have worked


    if he werete by half an hour. After all, he would never be together with a woman who is not intact! It‘s


    such a pity, for the n was so close to seeding!


    A mixture of different emotions swarmed inside of Queenie.


    Ignoring Queenie, Arielle turned to look at Donovan.


    As Rayson had poured water on him, the perfume on him was significantly milder than before.


    At that, she heaved a sigh of relief, for she no longer needed to worry that the bodyguards would be


    infected.


    Therefore, Arielle instructed Rayson, “Go on and search for his perfume.”


    “Of course.” Rayson immediately walked over and found a perfume bottle in Donovan’s pocket.


    After taking a sip of cold water, Arielle finally found herself sobering up after feeling pain from the


    wound inside her mouth.


    Upon seeing that, Vinson ordered his bodyguards to open the windows to disperse the remaining


    scent.


    Arielle would have dealt with both Queenie and


    Donovan at ease if not for the perfume. Both of them would not even have gotten the chance to even


    go near her.


    She could only me her carelessness, as she did not expect a teacher to do something like that.


    It seems that I need to put my guard up to the people around me.


    Arielle rested for a while and double-confirmed that she was no longer under the influence of the


    perfume. After that, she walked in front of Queenie while holding the perfume.


    When Queenie saw what she was holding, her pupils constricted.


    Leaning down, Arielle removed the rag from her mouth and asked expressionlessly, “Did you give this


    to Donovan?”


    Immediately, Queenie shook her head and replied, “I It’s not me. I don’t know anything about this. I


    have nothing to do with this n either.”


    “Is that so?” Arielle muttered amusingly. “So it wasn’t you that held me down when I tried to escape?”


    Queenie’s face turned pale, and she shivered when feeling the gaze Vinson was sending her way.


    I can’t let Donovan drag me down!


    Nibbling on her lip, she exined, “Donovan forced me to do this. When you went downstairs to send


    them off, he threatened to get rid of me if I disagreed. I gave in as I was too scared of him. Arielle, I


    don’t have any motive to harm you! I’m a victim too, so don’t do this to me.” When she was speaking


    the final sentence, she gazed at Vinson with teary eyes, trying to invoke pity from him.


    Although she knew that she was quite the looker, Vinson would never pay her any heed no matter how


    hard she tried.


    Letting out a snort, Arielle grabbed her hair and said, “Thest person that provoked me just had their


    funeral. It seems you’re not willing to tell the truth even on the verge of death. Am I right?”


    However, Queenie overlooked the vicious intent in her eyes and continued denying, “Mr. Nightshire, I’m


    also an alumnus of Maxwell University. I even helped you out back there at Soir Coffee. You can’t look


    on as she nders me!”


    Staring at her coldly, Vinson threatened, “So you’re Queenie Mill? If you don’t tell the truth, I’ll