The corners of Vinson’s lips curled into a smile. “Finding out the cause of your mom’s death is not the only way to defeat him. Think about it. What does he care about the most?”
Arielle remained silent for a moment before answering, “Money!”
“That’s right.” Vinson raised a brow. “You should focus on your studies, as well as searching for your biological father for now. I’ll find a way to bring Southall Group down.”
“Thank you…” Arielle expressed her gratitude.
The next moment, Vinson reached out a finger to press her lips. There was a faint scent of sandalwood and tobacco on his finger, but it did not smell bad.
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