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The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1867
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"Sure thing." Arabella nodded in agreement on the surface, but not long after Sean had left the room, she had a switchblade

pressed against one of the hitman's throats.

The hitman was tough as nails; not even glancing at Arabella, he said with eyes closed, "Do it."

He was a prisoner at her mercy, yet there was no begging for his life. To be killed or slashed, he left his fate in her hands.

With a quick swipe of her blade, the hitman's throat gushed with blood.

The other hitmen were clearly startled; they hadn't expected her to actually go through with it.

"I'm only asking once. Who's pulling your strings?" Arabella didn't finish him off with that cut, but nicked him to draw blood, yet it

was enough to terrify the others.

Sof the hitmen thought about taking their own lives, but Chasel, sharp as ever, caught on quickly and crushed that hope.

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"As you guys fell into our hands, you've got only one way out, and that's a fate worse than death," Chasel said with a cold voice

which was devoid of any emotion. "Answer my sister's question. Who sent you?"

Seeing that they remained silent, Arabella flashed her blade to streak across the throats of three more hitmen, with a demeanor as

cold as a heartless she-devil.

The remaining hitmen couldn't believe this young girl was so ruthlessly formidable, even colder than them.

Finally, the fourth hitman couldn't take it anymore and spilled, "No one sent us. We acted on our own, trying to save our boss Erik.

That's all we know."

Arabella clearly didn't buy his story, and her knife moved towards him again.

She was a medical student, so she knew just how much it would take before causing a fatality. Hans had noticed this too—his sister

wasn't out for their lives, but to scare them into giving up an answer.

The fifth hitman, realizing just how resolute she was, decided to cclean, "At this point, we've got no reason to lie to you. Our

boss Erik did have contacts with smystery go-between, but he never revealed their identity. Whenever he met with this

contact, he'd send us away; he even went abroad for the meeting, couldn't be more cautious!"

"We were just following orders, you know? The boss said that not telling us about it was for our own good."

"We had a crew of one hundred and forty-two, but we lost thirty-three in Belloria. Lately, many others have disappeared. We're

worried that the go-between is wiping us out from behind the scenes, so we wanted to get Erik out to figure out what to do."

"Even if you kill us all, we don't know who the go-between is."

Seeing that they truly didn't know, Arabella turned to her brothers.

"Lock them up for now," Hans commanded, and the head of security immediately motioned for his men to move in.

"Hold up," Arabella whispered to the security chief, "check the place for bugs."

It stroke her that the hitmen could have been here ahead of her and possibly left behind snasty surprises.

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Hadn't expected Ms. Bella to be so vigilant, the security chief nodded and said, "Right away."

"Let's step outside." Arabella suggested, leading the way out of the basement to avoid any chance of eavesdropping.

In the garden.

Hans spoke in a calm tone, "Looks like this puppet master is cautious; he guessed right it was a trap and didn't jump in. Instead,

they've stirred up panic among the hitmen, pushing them to break out their boss Erik to deal with the mess while he watches from

the shadows."

"If these hitmen managed to free Erik, the puppet master could reap the benefits and sweep them all up in one go. If the hitmen

failed, and fell into our hands, it's no real loss to the puppet master," Chasel analyzed.

"If Erik won't show up, and the Collins family remains in the dark about the truth behind that fire accident after a while, the puppet

master will figure out that Erik is either dead—because dead men tell no tales—or has keeping his mouth shut for his daughter

Serena's sake. Either way, the puppet master won't show up easily," Sean added, "then we'll be exposed while our enemy keeps

hiding in the shadows, leaving us vulnerable on all fronts."