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Chapter 1298 Taking The Fall
Arielle’s eyes went wide when she saw the man in the wheelchair, whose face was all swollen up.
Donovan went pale when he saw the assassin all tied up on the wheelchair.
Using every bit of willpower he had in him to suppress his fear, Donovan secretly ordered his men to release
Queenie.
“How did you manage to capture him, Vinson?” Arielle asked in surprise. I bet Sasha told him about the
assassination attempt! I mean, why else would Vinson catch this guy?
“I got worried when you wanted to bring Sasha over to the Mill Residence, so I had my men come here in advance
to protect you,” Vinson replied.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThat was the reason why he was able to catch the assassin who was released.
Thinking that Vinson must’ve interrogated the assassin and found out who hired him, Abraham said, “Mr.
Nightshire, I believe you already know who hired him to attack Ms. Moore. The Mill family will not intervene in this
matter, so you may handle it however you like.”
He really admired Vinson for how well he handled things despite being so young.
Vinson knew the kind of person Abraham was and admired him just as much. “Yes, I have. The mastermind behind
all this is none other than your son-in-law, Donovan.”
Donovan was terrified when he heard his name being mentioned, but tried his best to appear calm as he protested,
“This must be a mistake, Mr. Nightshire! There’s no way I’d try to harm Ms. Moore!”
“I knew you wouldn’t admit to it.” Vinson then had Blake remove the gag from the assassin’s mouth.
“He’s the one who hired me to kill Ms. Moore, Mr. Mill!” The assassin immediately revealed how Donovan had hired
him to kill Arielle.
D*mn it, there’s no telling what Vinson would do to me if I admitted to my crimes!
Donovan’s eyes reddened with rage as he shouted at the assassin, “I know you’re desperately trying to save
yourself after being captured by Mr. Nightshire, but you can’t just falsely accuse me like this! I’m the son-in-law of
the Mill family! What could you possibly stand to gain from framing me?”
The assassin ignored him and had Blake show Abraham all the messages, calls, and online transactions from
Donovan.
With solid evidence being laid out like that, Donovan no longer had anything to say in his defense.
Abraham shot Donovan a glare before turning toward Vinson as he said, “Mr. Nightshire, you may deal with him as
you please. The Mill family will not interfere in this matter.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmQueenie was shocked to the core when she heard that. She had never expected Donovan to be the one behind the
assassination. She snapped out of her daze when she saw Abraham give Vinson permission to take action against
Donovan.
Not wanting to see Donovan get taken away, she wheeled herself toward Abraham and pleaded with Vinson, “I was
the one behind Arielle’s assassination attempt, Mr. Nightshire! Don has nothing to do with it! I hated Arielle very
much, so I forced Don to kill her with a hired gun! If you must pursue this matter, then it’s me you should come
after! Don is innocent, so please leave him out of this!”
Abraham’s eyes widened with shock when he heard what she said. “Shut up, Queenie!”
Queenie’s relationship with Abraham had fallen apart ever since he slapped her and removed her name in public.
“This really is my doing, Dad. I don’t want Don to get in trouble because of me,” she said while glaring coldly at
Abraham.
Vinson knew about Queenie’s history with Arielle, so he didn’t doubt that statement of hers in the slightest.
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