“What?” Both Henrick and Cindy snapped their heads upward instantly.
Then, Vinson continued, “I have a bad temper, so I have many enemies. Among them are many who want to take my life. The explosion in the building was supposed to be an assassination attempt meant for me.”
At that, the colors drained out of Cindy’s face.
If what Vinson said was true, that meant that she was claiming that Vinson was the bringer of ill luck, for she thought it was Arielle’s fault the building collapsed.
She would never dare to insinuate that if she knew what was actually going on. At that very moment, Cindy’s mind was filled with an overwhelming buzz.
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