Chapter 154
Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 154 The Reason For The Glimmer Of Hope Heâs not dead! My sonâs not dead!
Like a madwoman, the woman broke free from Vinsonâs grip and sprinted toward the boy. She stretched her arms out to hug her son.
However, to her surprise, the little boy took a few steps backward fearfully and avoided her arms.
She widened her eyes in disbelief. âBabyâ¦?â
The little boy shook his head. âYou scolded the woman and man who saved me. Youâre a meanie! I donât want you to hug me!â
As he spoke, he ran toward Vinson and hugged his right leg tightly.
The woman watched as her own son hugged someone elseâs leg while he refused to let her approach him.
She froze as if she had plunged into a pool of icy-cold water.
How is this possible? How can my precious son refuse to acknowledge his mother?
She took a few steps forward, but her son immediately yelled, âDonât come here, you meanie!â
âSon?â Tears rushed out of her eyes as she stood there helplessly. âI⦠Iâm your mother.â
âYouâre not my mother! Youâre a meanie! My mother wonât hit the people who saved me!â
The woman was rendered speechless. She opened her mouth to speak, but could not even utter a single word.
Vinson did not expect the little boy to act like that either.
Expressionless, he glanced at the woman who was in utter disbelief. Then, he said coldly, âI believe in karma. This is what you get in return for slapping her.â
âI⦠Iâ¦â The woman felt like her strength had been drained from her.
She gazed at her son, feeling helpless for the first time in her life.
The others surrounding them started to scold her as well. âThey risked their lives to save our children, but not only were you ungrateful! You even hit herâ¦â
âYeah! Youâve crossed the line! I was so concerned about my child that I forgot to thank his savior. Yet, when I came here, I saw you slapping her! Youâre not even fit to be a human!â
âIf I were them, I wouldnât have saved your son.â
âYou deserve the treatment from your son!â
The employees, whose children had been saved by Arielle, felt unjust for Arielle. The ones who were considerate passed a bottle of water and some tissue papers to her.
âWipe your face. If a pretty face like yours becomes dirty, it wonât look good anymore.â When the rest spoke to Arielle, they smiled benevolently. It was drastically different from the womanâs attitude when she spoke to her earlier.
Arielleâs fingertips trembled as she took everything the others passed her. Her arms were soon filled with all sorts of items.
She glanced at the rest with tears brimming in her eyes.
âThank youâ¦â She had never expected anyone to thank her, so she felt extremely touched.
Everyone else smiled. âWe should be thanking you instead. Youâre such a nice person, Ms. Moore!â
âYeah! If it were not for you, we canât even bear to think of whatâll happen to our childrenâ¦â
âYouâre our savior! Weâll definitely work hard for Southall Group. Even if this place had become a pile of rubble, weâll always be your employees!â
As they spoke, they pulled their children over and bowed toward Arielle with gratitude.
Everyone looked very sincere.
Before Areille could speak, she heard Iris wiping her tears and sobbing quietly.
Sniffling, she said, âIndeed, good things happen to kind people. Iâm so touchedâ¦â
Although Arielle initially felt like crying, she could not help but chuckle when she saw Iris.