Chapter 15 Star Of The Award Ceremony

Neither Shandie nor Cindy did anything. Likewise, Cindy no longer begged Henrick to shorten Shandie’s punishment. Cindy even took increasingly good care of Arielle, which Henrick approved.

That incident with the venomous snake was explicitly banned. No one was allowed to utter a single word about it. Hence, the manor’s inhabitants resumed their following days as if nothing happened.

Likewise, Henrick returned to his and Cindy’s bedroom after five days of sleeping in the study.

By the sixth day, Henrick headed out with a bounce in his step; even Cindy had a glowing and cheery expression. It wasn’t hard to guess what happened the night before.

Things became so amiable that Cindy offered an entire drumstick to Arielle during dinnertime.

At this, a delighted smile crept onto Arielle’s face. She responded in a sweet tone, “Thank you, Aunt Cindy.”

“Call me Mom from now on.” Cindy beamed back as she continued, “I’ll look after you as my own child. Just like Shannie. She’s not my biological daughter, but I’ve always cared for her like she is. So, don’t hesitate to ask me if you ever need anything.”

Arielle scoffed inwardly. Not your biological daughter? I don’t believe it one bit.

Shandie is only a couple of months younger than me, which means that Henrick had an affair with Cindy during my mother’s pregnancy.

Henrick obviously won’t allow this scandal to leak.

Cindy must be up to something. Why else would she suddenly suggest that I call her “Mom”?

Still, she’s got some nerve asking me to call her that.

I only have two mothers: my biological mom and my adoptive mother. No one else is worthy of that title.

Skeptical, Arielle looked at Henrick for help. “Dad. I-it’s too soon. I’m not used to calling her that…”

pair of puppy-dog eyes at him. Her eyes rounded and became slightly moist as

award show, Arielle believed that she would have won the

features softened after glancing over at

puppy dog eyes,

quite alright. Take it slow and go at your own pace. There’s no

cast an apologetic look whilst saying, “And I’m really sorry, Aunt Cindy.

welled in Cindy’s chest. This wretched brat! How dare she

difficult for you. Please don’t apologize. I should be sorry for pressuring you. Don’t worry, dear, take all the time you need to

“Thanks, Aunt Cindy.”

“It’s nothing, child.”

harmonious pretense as if they were happily getting

improved; the exhaustion he felt from work faded away at the

goes, a family in harmony will prosper in everything; I’m

parted her lips to speak.

the table and thundered, “Let me guess, you’re trying to put in a good word for that brat? Considering how grave her actions were, I’ve been more than merciful by grounding her for only a month. So forget

her to blurt out. She’s normally good at gauging situations before speaking. Surely she knows that this isn’t the

 

exactly is Cindy

distress. “I’m not pleading on behalf of her, dear. It’s about something

he still growled at a dangerously

pocket. She stated, “I just received a notice letter today. Remember the Crown Coffee Academy’s competition?

“What!” Henrick exclaimed.

winner would obtain a brand ambassadorship contract with Soir Coffee—the internationally renowned

snatched the letter from Cindy and went through its contents thoroughly. When he noticed that Vinson would be an honorary guest, greed flitted

excitement. “That’s great news. Well, why didn’t you tell me earlier? The award ceremony

told

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