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His Versatile Gorgeous Wife

Chapter 1425
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Chapter 1425 Someone WantsDead

Dylan did not know what was running through Arielle’s mind. Spotting the white bandage around her arm, he asked with a pained

look in his eyes, “How did you get hurt?”

Recalling how the four assassins had attacked her, Arielle answered coldly, “Someone wantsdead.”

“What?” Dylan widened his eyes in astonishment. She's here as an esteemed guest at my invitation. Who would dare to target

her?

“] don’t know who wants to kill me, but if it weren't for the bodyguards and this passerby, I'd probably be dead by now.” Arielle

glanced toward Vinson as she spoke. He was the passerby she was referring to.

Just moments earlier, Arielle had thought of a plan that would allow Vinson to stay by her side.

Dylan's expression darkened. | don’t care who it was. | won't let anyone who dares to lay a hand on her get away with it.

“Don’t worry, Ms. Moore. I'll find the culprits as soon as possible,” he declared solemnly, concealing how upset he felt.

There's no way I'll spare the lives of those responsible for this.

Arielle gazed at him and said, “It's important to capture the culprits, but it’s even more important to find out who was the

mastermind behind the incident.”

She was curious to know who she had angered to the point that the person actually sent assassins to kill her.

“Absolutely,” Dylan replied with a nod.

Even if she hadn't mentioned it, | would've made sure to investigate the matter. The woman | loved the most gave birth to her.

She’s my daughter and my most beloved little princess. How dare someone try to assassinate her under my watch? Whatever it is,

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| have to give her an explanation.

Meanwhile, Vinson had been quietly observing Dylan ever since Arielle greeted the latter with “Your Majesty.” Xavier said there's

only one person named Dylan, and that’s the king. Arielle also enquired about the man in the photo and learned that he looked

nothing like the king when he was twenty years younger. We suspected that Arielle’s father went under the alias Dylan to date

Maureen. That was our guess at the time. But I've just realized that the king seems overly concerned about Arielle.

After hearing Arielle mention that a passerby had saved her, Dylan's gaze fell upon Vinson as Arielle pointed toward him. He gazed

Vinson up and down, studying him carefully.

He looks like an average person on the surface, but he has a unique air about him that contradicts that impression. Nonetheless,

I'm truly grateful to this passerby for saving her. If he hadn't stepped in to help, the consequences would've been disastrous.

He walked over to Vinson and patted the latter's shoulder. “Young man, you've done a heroic deed today. Tell me, what is it that

your heart desires? As long as it’s within my power, I'll grant you anything you ask.”

When speaking to Dylan, Arielle would subconsciously use Ustranasion because that was what she had used during their very first

encounter.

And since Dylan also spoke to Arielle in Ustranasion, he used the slanguage when speaking to Vinson without even thinking

about it.

Quietly withdrawing his scrutinizing gaze toward Dylan, Vinson looked at the latter and answered calmly, “It was no big deal, Your

Majesty. There's no need to reward me.”

A hint of a smile appeared on Dylan's stern face when he saw how humble Vinson was. “It isn’t no big deal. Ms. Moore is someone

extremely important to me. Saving her life is just like saving mine. Just go ahead and tellwhat you want.”

Although Dylan emphasized the word “extremely,” Vinson's attention was caught by another sentence.

Saving Arielle’s life is just like saving His Majesty's life? He shot a discreet glance at Dylan.

He looks different from that man in the photo indeed. Even if his appearance were to change over twenty, thirty, or even forty

years, there would still be sresemblance.

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