A Beauty with Multiple Masks novel Chapter 790

Chapter 790

Cindy laughed for a long while before finally settling down. She mocked, “I’m laughing at how stupid you are for not knowing the truth. You raised someone else’s child and was cheated on twice without your knowledge!”

“You… you…” Henrick stuttered in anger. If he wasn’t all tied up, he would have stormed up to Cindy and berated her.

There was no way he could accept learning about how he was being cheated on.

Suddenly, it dawned upon him that Cindy mentioned that it happened twice.

Twice? What does she mean by twice? And what‘s that about raising someone else‘s child?

“Cindy! Explain yourself right now!” Henrick roared.

“Haven’t I made it clear enough? Arielle isn’t your flesh and blood. She’s a bast*rd that belongs to another man! And yet, you saw her as the apple of your eye, unaware that she isn’t your daughter at all. Hahaha… Argh!”

Amidst her laughter, Cindy felt a kick on her back followed by an excruciating pain. Losing her balance, she stumbled forward and hit her head on the car’s rear bumper, causing her head to bleed.

“Argh!” Screaming in agony, she held her head and turned around with a scowl.

All she saw was Vinson fuming like a demon and staring daggers at her.

The sight of him struck fear into her heart.

“M-Mr. Nightshire.”

Since when did he come over?

Vinson sneered, “I have never hit a woman. However, I don’t consider you to be human at all. Take her away!”

“Yes!” Out of nowhere, members of the Specialized Forces appeared by Cindy’s side and dragged her away

However, she was unaware that the Specialized Forces’ prison was a place far worse than hell.

After Cindy was taken away, Henrick looked at Arielle while trembling in fear. “Is Cindy telling the truth?”

Raising her chin, Arielle replied with an indifferent expression. “You are not worthy of asking me this question. Henrick Southall, you brutally murdered my mom and took over the Moore family’s assets. Now, it’s time to settle the score.”

Henrick’s mind went blank that instant.

Setting aside the asset appropriation, murder alone was enough to keep him in jail for the rest of his

life.

Nevertheless, Henrick was still fixated over whether Arielle was his biological daughter or not. After all, it concerned his pride as a man.

“Arielle, whose daughter are you?”