NovelAppEunice stood there, her poise as cool and striking as ever, a hint of disdain curving her lips. "An apology for appearances? Spare us
the fake remorse, really. You'll just make Bella sick."
"Right on the money, Eunice. No need for that," Bard chimed in with a dismissive wave. "It's not like those apologies ever meant
anything to Bella before, did they?"
"Let's just drop it. Out of sight, out of mind," Darren sighed, shaking his head.
Just then, Arabella's phone buzzed again, drawing everyone's attention. Belinda, ever curious, was the first to query, "Bella, is that
a new phone?"
"Romeo got it for me," Arabella replied. "The old one gave out. Before the plane landed at Reflections Villa, we swung by the
headquarters. Someone delivered it up to the helipad. It's their latest model, hasn't even hit the market yet."
"That Romeo, always thinking ahead," Belinda's opinion of him soared. She'd seen the CCTV footage of Martha tossing Bella's
phone from the eighteenth floor and had been toying with the idea of getting Bella a custom phone. Little did she know Romeo
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Arabella glanced at the new text message on her screen. It was a bank notification—she had just received ten million dollars,
courtesy of Horace.
Soon after, a message from Horace popped up, [After that unfinished building went kaboom, seems like Sean's brains got a bit
scrambled. He's not just handing over the island for free, he's thrown in an extra five million 'for candy’. That's ten million in total,
I've wired it over to you!]
Since Steward only had Horace's banking details, he transferred ten million to Horace, who immediately forwarded the funds to
Arabella.
Arabella couldn't fathom what Sean was playing at.
She typed back, [Beef up security on the island. If anyone tries to take it over or pulls any stunts, push back hard. Don't worry
about the consequences.]
"Will do." Horace, puzzled by Sean's antics but thrilled for Boss' windfall, couldn't help himself, "Boss, you think Sean's got a crush
on you? Dropping that kind of cash, he's definitely interested! | mean, you are drop-dead gorgeous."
"Hah."
Like he stood a chance with Ophelia. He should look in the mirror before setting his sights on her friend. Dream on!
At that moment, Louisa entered the living room. Noticing her daughter's troubled expression, she took a seat beside her and gently
began, "Bella, it's been way too long since your brother chome. I've given him an earful for it, but | just found out he's been
hurt. He didn't want to worry us with the severity of his injuries."
"He's been hurt? What happened?" Arabella's concern was immediate.
"His people wouldn't say. Just that he's out of surgery and okay now." Louisa watched her daughter closely, soothingly adding, "It's
wrong, him not coming hfor so long, but don't take it to heart."
Arabella wasn't upset in the slightest, "I get it. My brothers are busy. It's fine."
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Louisa listened, surprised. Was her daughter not upset about this? Then what was bothering her? Oh.
It dawned on Louisa.
"Your brother's wild, acts on impulse, but he's got a good heart." She added, "He even askedfor your number a while back. |
said no, and he went to your father. He cares about you."
Arabella had never met Sean, but she listened intently.
"Your brother, he's had it tough. Left the family business to Hans and struck out on his own. He's had his share of hardships. He's
the one who handles the dirty work, keeping our hands clean. He's the shield."
"Back when Hans first took over, an envious relative nearly got him in a car accident. We had no proof it was him, but your brother
didn't hesitate—put that relative in the hospital. He's always been a law unto himself, and they knew we couldn't rein him in."
But it wasn't about control. He was destroying his image on purpose, using his own methods to protect his family from the
shadows.
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