Chapter 1188


    Chapter 1188 What Is He Busy With


    The woman could feel her frustration building up.


    Is he really that busy? It’ll only take him a few seconds to reply to my message, but it has already been


    almost an hour!


    Arielle wondered what was keeping Vinson so busy that he could only return homete at night and


    leave again early in the morning. Besides, he was so tired that he fell asleep as soon as he hit the bed.


    Arielle took a deep breath as she could feel her displeasure and doubts getting stronger.


    She wanted to call Vinson, but after hesitating for a few seconds, she scrolled to Rayson’s number and


    dialed that instead.


    However, she changed her mind immediately after making the call, and she quickly hung up.


    Forget it.


    Given her understanding of Vinson, Arielle knew that the man was truly upied with work and was


    not avoiding her intentionally.


    If she called, she might be disrupting something important.


    Besides, it was the same for her. When she was preparing for the press conference, apart from work,


    she was unable to focus on anything else. She thought that Vinson could be in a simr situation, and


    she should support him.


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    Arielle felt better at that thought. Putting her hands in her pocket, she got up and said to Madelyn, the


    housekeeper, “Ms. Morris, I’m going out for a while.”


    “Sure thing,” the housekeeper replied. Suddenly, she seemed to have remembered something and


    immediately caught up with Arielle. “Mrs. Nightshire, I forgot to pass you something that Mr. Nightshire


    had asked me to give you.”


    Madelyn was already treating the two of them as husband and wife. In fact, Vinson and Arielle had


    already officially registered their marriage, even though they had done it in secret, and it was merely a


    transaction back then.


    Nheless, Arielle hade to realize that it might not have been purely a transaction but a part of


    the man’s n instead.


    It would have been really scary if someone she did not like had schemed that. However, because it was


    Vinson, her heart was filled with sweetness.


    “What did he give me?” Arielle asked anxiously.


    Madelyn let out a motherly smile and took out a bag from behind her in a secretive manner.


    Arielle had assumed that the bag contained jewelry or something of that sort. Instead, when she


    opened it, it was red ginseng in the form of an oral solution.


    The oral solution was contained in small packs such that it was easy to carry around.


    The housekeeper said smilingly, “Mr. Nightshire said that you’ve been working hard at both the office


    and the restaurant these few days, and he was worried that you’d be too exhausted. As such, he


    reminded me to ask you to take a few of these along with you so that you can have some when you’re


    feeling tired.”


    As Arielle was well-versed in medicine, she was aware that red ginseng had lots of benefits, including


    increasing vitality and strengthening memory. It was an excellent health supplement.


    Compared to jewelry that she did not usually wear, the woman felt that the gift of red ginseng was more


    suitable for her.


    Arielle was so touched that her frustration from earlier on dissipated instantly.


    She took two packets of oral solution with her and reminded Madelyn before stepping out of the door,


    “If Vinsones home before me, please give me a call.”


    “Sure.” The housekeeper waved at Arielle and said, “Don’t worry, I’ll call you discreetly the moment Mr.


    Nightshirees back.”


    Hearing the word “discreetly,” Arielle could not help but feel her cheeks burn up. After clearing her


    throat, she got into the car and left.


    Vinson had hired a chauffeur for her earlier on. “Mrs. Nightshire, are we heading to Moore Group?” the


    driver asked respectfully.


    Arielle nced at her watch and decided that she should let Jacob wait a while more. “Let’s go to the


    branch of Maureen’s Kitchen first,” she instructed.


    “All right.” The chauffeur drove off at once without asking any questions.


    Twenty minutester, they arrived at the restaurant.


    Arielle did not inform the restaurant manager of her arrival beforehand, and the manager, who was


    excited to see her, started reporting the previous days’ sales figures to her immediately.


    Just then, a man showed up.