The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

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The guy wouldn't stop yapping in her ear, which was driving Ophelia nuts!

All she wanted was to catch sz's, but then she heard him snap, "What the hell did you do to her? Nobody's answering? Fine,

then start slicing off their flesh strip by strip for a good week or two before killing them."

Ophelia couldn't believe her ears: Who's this monster?

When Sean scooped her up to leave, one of the mercenaries finally blurted out, "It was the sleeping gas."

They couldn't figure out why Sean was so on edge.

"Anyone who smells it will zonk out for ten hours and that's it."

As the killer finished, his eyes shifted to the girl in Sean's arms.

Maybe she was still semi-conscious because Sean was too loud, so loud that she couldn't fall asleep right away.

Sleeping gas?

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Just puts one to sleep?

That's it?

Then Sean's earlier freak-out was way over the top!

Seeing the tiny cut on Ophelia's forehead, Sean still couldn't shake his worry and decided to bring her back to Reflections Villa.

"Yes, Ophelia's resting at my place. She'll be htomorrow morning. Thank you. You should get srest too, goodnight."

Arabella hung up the phone after talking to Ophelia's mother and turned to Sean, who was standing nearby.

On the phone, she hadn't mentioned to the Almonds the danger Ophelia had faced. She simply said that the two hadn't seen each

other in ages and that she wanted to invite Ophelia to stay over at the Collins' for the night. Ophelia's mother had agreed, as warm

and gracious as always.

Sean let out a sigh of relief, "Thanks, sis."

He had brought Ophelia back for a few reasons:

First, he wasn't sure if Ophelia had other injuries that needed Arabella's attention.

Second, he wasn't well-acquainted with Ophelia, and he had no idea how to explain the cut on her forehead to the Almonds without

causing them worry.

Third, he feared that there might be more mercenaries after Ophelia, so bringing her hwas the safest option.

"You're very considerate," Arabella saw through his excuses.

The Almonds knew about her re-connection with her birth family and hadn't thought twice about Ophelia's visit to the Collins’.

Arabella's gaze then fell on the figure on the couch, whispering, "Let's get her to the guest room. I'll find her sclean clothes,

and we can check for other injuries, and treat the cut on her forehead."

At least they were sure that the gas was just a regular sleep agent, which did no harm.

"I'll do it," said Sean, stepping forward to gently lift Ophelia up.

Kenneth and Louisa exchanged knowing looks, and even the brothers couldn't hide their meaningful grins.

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Sean carried Ophelia into the guest room and gently laid her on the bed before turning to his sister, "Thanks for this."

"She's my friend; it's no trouble," Arabella replied; catching the lingering concern in Sean's eyes, she teased, "Something else on

your mind, Sean?"

"Just wait here, I'll grab the first-aid kit for you."

"lI have my own."

"Then, should | fetch shot water for you?"

"No need."

"Alright, I'll go tell the kitchen to whip up slate-night snacks, you must be exhausted too." Sean glanced at Ophelia once more

before adding his offer.

"Don't worry, Sean. Once I've checked her out, I'll let you know how she is. On top of that," Arabella assured him with a steady

gaze and a gentle smile, "My touch is light; you can trust me."

"I have no doubt about your skills, sis." With that, Sean finally stepped out, closing the door behind him.

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