Fiona was also panicked: "I don't know what happened. I don't know who tipped off the paparazzi. I originally just wanted to force the mother and son to leave. Who knew Arthur would help."
The situation is now out of control.
"Mom, what do you think we should do?" Sheryl was so anxious that she shed tears, "If Arthur knew what happened in the past, he would definitely drive me and Elaine out."
Fiona's eyes flashed and in a deep voice: "Why panic? Isn't it that far yet? Remember, Elaine is you and Arthur's biological daughter. You have to make good use of this. For other things, I'll help you figure it out."
Sheryl was still going to speak, but suddenly the doorbell rang.
"Mom, it's bad. Arthur must have come to settle the score with me." She was horrified.
"Don't be afraid, remember what I said. Don't panic, make good use of Elaine, and get Hendrick's hair or nails immediately and give them to me. It will be useful." Fiona warned in a low voice, her eyes flashing with a cold light.
"Oh, okay." The knocking on the door became louder. Sheryl didn't have time to think of anything and agreed, and hung up the phone in a panic.
She walked several steps back and forth in the room, took a few deep breaths, and then opened the door.
Arthur's tall and straight figure appeared at the door.
"Arthur, you're here." She pretended to be surprised, opened her arms, and rushed forward softly, smiling coquettishly and begging for a hug.
But Arthur pushed her away with a serious face: "Sheryl, let me ask you, was it really you that night six years ago?"
"Yes." Sheryl blinked her innocent eyes and asked shyly, "Arthur, you kept calling my name that night, have you forgotten?"
Arthur's eyes flashed coldly. He suddenly stretched out his hand to choke her throat: "How dare you tell lies!"
Someone drugged him while he was socializing that night. Could it be that that person was... Sylvia?
In the corridor.
Sylvia had just taken care of Christopher and came out of the bath.
The little guy held her hand and jumped up and down.
Arthur raised his eyes, his eyes lit up, and his dark pupils glowed softly.
The expensive T-shirt is worn on Chris's body, which made the little guy's skin look white and tender. His round face was embedded with a pair of big black eyes, which were particularly bright and shiny after just taking a shower. The corners of his lips were slightly raised.
So cute!

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