Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me

Chapter 187 Terror

Susanne fixed a steady gaze on Arielle. “Focus on living the best life now that you’re back. Stop meddling with the dark shadows of the past! Sometimes ignorance is bliss. So what if you manage to find out the truth? You can’t bring your mother back to life.”

Susanne softened her tone. “If she were watching you from heaven right now, she’d want you to live a good life too.”

Arielle shook her head vehemently. “The only reason I came back here was to seek revenge for my mother. If I can’t even do that for her, what’s the point in coming back?”

To Arielle’s surprise, the expression that flitted across Susanne’s face was one of approval.

However, it quickly faded and was replaced with a look of helplessness. “I’m sorry, but I can’t help. I couldn’t uncover anything ten years ago, and it’s definitely more difficult now. If there was any proof then, it would most probably have been destroyed by now.”

Arielle had not expected to get anything out of Susanne. It was sufficient that her suspicions regarding Maureen’s suicide were confirmed.

“The second question,” Arielle prompted, taking out two pieces of paper from her pocket. She held them out towards Susanne.

impatience

finally read the last line, Susanne froze. She then raised her head and looked

than it had been compared to the

voice, Susanne stammered, “You…You’re

levelly. “Henrick’s not my father at all. I looked at my mother’s diary but could get no answers out of it. I know that you were her good friend. You must know

face entirely. She looked at Arielle

her head violently when she recollected herself. “I don’t know. I don’t know anything. Your mom kept most things to herself.

then insisted, “Ms. Stone, I think you know more than you’re choosing to say. What do you know? Why are you so

then hastily leaned forward and whispered, “Shh! Stop talking! If

proof of Arielle’s kinship and ripped them into a million

aback to stop Susanne in time. When she had regained her composure,

grabbed Arielle’s slender arm tightly. With a grave look on her face, she said emphatically, “I’m doing this for your own good.

into another tirade, Susanne swiftly clamped her hand