The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1359

Chapter 1359

Darren and Arabella clinked their soda cans together in a secret toast. They sat sprawled on the floor, sipping their drinks and

savoring the crispy fried chicken.

"This chicken is spot-on—crunchy on the outside, tender on the inside. If we only had sbarbecue skewers to go along with it"

Arabella couldn't help but chuckle. "Grandpa, you're just on the mend. It's best to stick to lighter fare for now.

Besides, BBQ skewers are too aromatic. The folks outside will sniff us out in no time."

Even with the windows cracked open, the aroma of fried chicken seemed to fill the entire recovery room.

Skewers would definitely give the gaway.

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“You're right, Bella. Skewers might be too much. The chicken is perfect. I'm more than content with this,” Darren conceded with a

smile.

He picked out a particularly plump piece and handed it to her. "Here, Bella, this one’s meaty. Take it. You're too thin. You need to

eat more."

Arabella accepted it with a grin. She loved eating meat but never seemed to gain weight, perhaps because of her fondness for teas

and lemon water.

“To think that our first meal together would be in a place like this, It's certainly memorable."

Darren wolfed down the chicken, his mood souring as he thought about the backstabbers outside.

Sensing her grandfather's shift in mood, Arabella offered comfort. “It's painful to face the truth, but it's better than being kept in

the dark. You've supported them for years out of brotherly love, Grandpa, but what they're after is your life and your fortune."

As she spoke, Arabella pulled out her smartphone. "Letadd you on WhatsApp, Grandpa."

“Alright, alright’ Darren's spirits lifted as he fished out his own phone. “Should | scan your code, or do you want to scan mine?"

Amused that her grandfather was so tech-savvy, Arabella replied, "Either works."

"I'll scan yours." After adding each other on Whatand Arabella's approval, Darren set her contact nto "Sweetie Bella"

Arabella sent him a file. "I copied all the chat records from Mr. Clarence's phone at the Arlen residence and monitored his mobile.

They're plotting something for tonight. And those close calls you and Grandma had all linked to ther. I've sorted the evidence

somewhat. Consider it an accompaniment to your meal. But don't get too worked up over it. Your health is what's important.”

Darren was amazed at his granddaughter's prowess, to have gathered so much evidence.

He had suspected his close encounters were linked to those around him but had no proof.

Until now.

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After reviewing all the material, he chugged his soft drink and then opened a surveillance video Eunice had sent him from earlier in

the car.

"AS a junior, he not even attending Arlen's birthday bash. Does he have any respect for us elders? Who does he think he is?"

"You're not afraid to die, following in your husband's footsteps, that's your choice. But this young lady beside you, she's innocent.

Barely found her way back to us, never tasted the high life, and now gone."

The more Darren listened, the more he felt a thunderous rage. Behind his back, his brothers wore such masks!

They not only plotted against his son's life, causing his plane to explode, but they also pressured Eunice to hand over all her shares

and assets to them, even bullying his granddaughter.

"In these families, what weight does kinship hold?"

“Out of respect for our familial bonds, we'll spare his life. He's basked in success for half his life; it's the sees how we shine.

Especially after his oh-so-prized eldest son's demise. What comes next? | can almost taste his despair."