Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire

Chapter 1792

Chapter 1792 Do Not Blame Me

However, when she recalled the condition she proposed to Abigail, her expression drastically

darkened, for she wasn’t sure if the latter would agree.

If Abigail accepted it, Arielle would use the opportunity to suggest bringing two more persons along with

her. Otherwise, Arielle would stop treating her. After all, that was the deal struck by the two of them.

“You have to protect yourself. In the meantime, I’ll figure out how to get us out of here,” Vinson

remarked while tousling her hair. “You be careful too.” Anna looks to be more difficult to deal with than

Nico.

“I’m living in one of Anna’s father’s mansions and giving him treatment. If there’s a need, you can find

me there,” Arielle informed before she left.

“Anna’s father’s mansion?” Pulling her into his embrace, Vinson—in a jealous tone—asked, “Are you

the general’s new wife everyone is talking about?”

“The person who saved me presented me as a gift to him.” Arielle furrowed her brows. “The first time

we met, we made a deal. In return for me treating him, he won’t lay a finger on me.”

Despite her calm explanation, Vinson couldn’t be any more worried. If only we weren’t trapped here…

Suddenly, he hugged Arielle. “Sannie…”

Turning around, Arielle lifted her heels off the ground and kissed him on the cheek. “Vinson, I know

how to take care of myself, so don’t you worry.”

Just as Vinson stroked her hair and was about to say something, he suddenly saw someone coming

over. He instantly released her and whispered, “Someone’s here. You should leave before you’reNôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

discovered.”

Alerted by Vinson’s warning, Arielle swiftly slipped away, for she had to keep her relationship with

Vinson a secret for the time being.

Back in Turlen, Linda notified the Duke that the goods had been prepared and it was about time to

have them delivered. Subsequently, the Duke, together with them, left Turlen in a ship.

The moment they left the apartment, Carlos arrived with his soldiers and surrounded it.

Monisha, who quickly noticed the raid, hurriedly informed Nancy about it. When the latter rushed to the

window and saw the soldiers outside, panic began to descend upon her.

“Let’s go and see the Duke,” she instructed Monisha, who rushed off in search of him.

Unfortunately, she soon realized that the two of them were the only ones left in the apartment. The fact

that the Duke had cleared out all his things left her stupefied.

Upon regaining her senses, she quickly related the Duke’s departure to Nancy, who was flustered by

the news.

When did they leave? Why didn’t they tell me before doing so? What should I do now?

She glanced at the soldiers downstairs and quickly took out her phone to give Matthew a call.

Ever since Nancy threatened him the last time, whatever residual feelings he felt for her had long

vanished.

As a result, he ignored her call and allowed the phone to ring continuously.

“Answer the phone, d*mn it!” Nancy was so enraged that she felt like smashing her phone when

Matthew didn’t pick up her call.

After failing to get through, Nancy ended the call and dialed someone else’s number—her brother.

Unless it was an emergency, she would never want to drag him into the matter. Unfortunately, he was

her last hope now.

Meanwhile, her brother was staring at his ringing phone. Despite his urge to answer, he decided

against it in the end after recalling the information he had just received.

“Nancy, please don’t blame me.”

I can’t jeopardize the entire family’s safety just because of you.