Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire

Chapter 1644 I Want Her Life Taken

"It's not that I don't want to let you see him. He doesn't wish to see anyone now," Nancy remarked hopelessly, retracting her gaze. "He's so ashamed of what he's done that he doesn't want to face anyone. He would've already joined Dylan if his mother and I hadn't stopped him."

By saying that, she made everyone feel bad about wanting to see Aaron.

But Lawrence kept his gaze on her, his suspicions growing every second.

After returning home, he relayed everything that had happened to Harvey, who then contacted Vinson in front of him to describe the current situation.

Vinson had answered the call on speakerphone, allowing Arielle to listen in too. The woman shook her head in disbelief upon hearing that Nancy had pinned Dylan's death on Aaron.

How is that possible?

"No, Harvey, there's no way it could've been Aaron. He'd never do such a thing to my father!" Arielle objected. "Someone else has to be behind it."

"The queen mother said she witnessed it with her own eyes, Princess."

Arielle's gaze darkened as she heard Lawrence's voice. "Did you pay attention to Nancy during the meeting, General Lawrence?"

Lawrence was slightly taken aback. "What do you mean by that, Princess?"

Arielle knew she was being malicious for thinking this way, but after days of pondering, she felt that the culprit could only be none other than Nancy. She wants full control, and the only way for her to achieve that is by killing Dad, so no one else will be able to steal her throne.

"I have my suspicions that it was the queen mother who killed my father, not Aaron. She's the only one who isn't willing to relinquish her power, after all." Lawrence didn't expect Arielle to hold the same opinion as he did, and that made him more eager to see Aaron. I'll only know the truth if I talk to him.

"All right. I'll think of a way to meet Prince Aaron and find out the truth."

Back in the palace, Celeste requested to see Aaron once more, only for Nancy to turn her down.

"Seeing him is equivalent to hurting him, Celeste," the older woman stated pitilessly.

"But Mother, Aaron's always looked up to his father," Celeste insisted, tears streaming down her face as she knelt before Nancy. "He'd never do such a thing to Dylan. There has to be a misunderstanding." There was just no way the young man could have murdered Dylan. He may be a little spoilt, but he has a good heart. He'd never try to poison his own father! I'm his mother, and I understand him best. This must all be a mistake.

"I told you I saw him kill Dylan with my own eyes! Are you implying that I was lying?" Nancy snapped, glaring at Celeste icily.

The latter froze on the spot. No. It can't be.

"Please, Mother. Let me see him just once. I'll never believe he killed Dylan," she choked while looking up at the older woman with reddened eyes.

Yet, Nancy had had enough and turned to Miranda. "What are you waiting for? Take her back to her chambers."

I have far too much to worry about. Do I look like I have the time to hear her whine?

She was on the verge of losing it. It had been days, but her subordinates still hadn't gotten rid of Arielle, and that really ticked her off.

"Hurry it up. I want her life taken no matter what!"