The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1362

Chapter 1362

Calvin gripped the edge of the bed as if it was the only thing keeping him upright, “Darren, you've got to hang in there, man. This

family can't lose you"

"Darren, it's all my fault. Just open your eyes, and whatever you want to do to me, | will take it like a man!"

“Your words are prettier than a song." Eunice stepped forward, her gaze icy as it swept over them, "If you're really looking to make

amends with your lives, why don't you just go bash your heads against the wall and be done with it? Why waste breath on empty

talk?"

Calvin and Arlen were speechless.

“Arlen, | will remember what you said. If dad wakes up, you better not chicken out when it's tto face the music."

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The color drained from Arlen and Calvin's faces at her words.

“Aunt Eunice, you and Uncle Bard should go back and get srest. Grandpa won't be waking up anytsoon, probably not till

tomorrow morning at the earliest."

Arabella’s suggestion made Calvin and Arlen exchange a glance before quickly looking away.

"No, I'm not going anywhere. I'm staying here at the hospital to keep your grandpa company tonight"

As Eunice's words hung in the air, Bard chimed in, “I'm staying too. Bella, I'll have someone drive you hto rest."

"I'm not tired." Arabella insisted, facing them, "If anything happens to Grandpa, | want to be here to help."

"Then is there a spare room?" Bard asked the attending doctor.

“There are a few empty rooms down the hallway. Mr. Bard, if you don't mind, the family can make do and rest there."

“Thanks,” Bard said, and then turned to the others, "Calvin, Arlen, if you have nothing further, please feel free to head home. We

can't really play host right now."

He put an arm around Eunice's shoulder, whispering, "Let's go."

"Mhm." Eunice nodded and gestured to Arabella, "Chere to me."

In the end, Darren was placed in room 919, Bard and Eunice took 918, and Arabella settled into 917.

Calvin and Arlen, among others, still sat on the hallway benches, seemingly reluctant to leave.

Ten minutes later, the lights on the entire floor went out.

Quick, light footsteps hurried towards room 919, the door swung open, and Darren was stabbed over a dozen times.

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In other rooms, 918 and 917, sleep gas was released, and after a moment, the doors were opened for a swift and silent takedown.

Calvin, waiting in the hallway, soon heard from his underling, "Boss, it's done. They're all gone."

"What did you just say?" Perhaps unable to believe how smoothly things had gone, Calvin asked in a hushed tone, “Are you sure?"

“Saw it with my own eyes, boss. It's the honest truth!"

Seeing his subordinate bowing with utmost respect, Calvin still couldn't believe it. He began to stride towards room 919.

Pushing open the door to the room, the lights flickered on, and Calvin saw the white bed sheets soaked in blood.

Arlen, following close behind, was equally incredulous, a glint of elation flickering in his eyes, "Dead? Is Darren finally dead?"

Calvin and Arlen were both shaken and ecstatic, “Is he really gone? This is great."

Now they could rest easy.

Calvin hadn't expected Darren to go out like this. His emotions were tumultuous, and it took a while before he could compose

himself, step by deliberate step, he approached the bloodied bed.