NovelAppArabella looked grievously hurt, her body weak and fragile.
"Bella's been poisoned. Her antidote is upstairs—I need to take her now and I'll fill you in later," Romeo said urgently, scooping the
girl into his arms and rushing up the stairs to lay her on the bed in her spacious bedroom.
Arabella's room was large, complete with a walk-in closet and various sections for different uses.
One area featured a wall of cabinets where she stored an assortment of medicines.
"Start from the left, first shelf, third compartment. There's a small clear bottle with white pills. Crush half of one into swater,"
Arabella instructed weakly.
Romeo swiftly did as told.
"Now, first shelf, seventh compartment on the bottom left, there's a white bottle with light green capsules. Take two out and mix
the powder into the water."
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He followed her instructions to the letter.
After a few more medicines were combined, Romeo brought the medicated warm water to Arabella, who unexpectedly coughed up
another mouthful of blood.
With a pang of distress, he wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and gently fed her the concoction, dampening her lips in
the process. He tenderly cleaned them with a soft touch.
"Finda clean set of clothes. After | rest, I'll change myself."
He went to the closet and picked out a comfortable set of loungewear for her.
"I need to rest for a bit. You should go out."
Romeo obediently stepped outside, understanding that Arabella needed tto recover her strength.
"How is she? Is Bella doing better?" Louisa fretted from outside the door. Seeing Romeo emerge, she quickly asked, "Should we
take her to the hospital? Is it serious?"
"Bella has her medicine. She just took it and said she'll be fine after srest," Romeo said softly.
"What about all the blood on her?" Louisa probed further.
"It was from the poisoning—she vomited blood."
"Worried she couldn't handle it alone, I've already called President Barton. He's on his way." Kenneth explained, wanting to ensure
Arabella's safety with the presence of someone as seasoned as Barton.
"Who did this to her?" Louisa couldn't help but press for an answer.
Romeo recounted the whole ordeal in detail, leaving Kenneth and Mary seething with anger.
"That Yolanda. We spared her life once, and she dares to retaliate like this." Louisa was livid. "Where is she now? I'll go sort her out
myself, to avenge Bella!"
"I'm coming with you!" Kenneth was outraged that Yolanda would dare harm his daughter. He was ready to make sure she got what
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"Let's wait till Bella has settled the score with her," Romeo suggested.
"Bella wants to confront her personally? Then we'll wait." Louisa agreed, deciding to let her daughter have her moment of
retribution before stepping in—if they acted too soon, there might not be an opponent left for Bella to face.
Gritting her teeth, Louisa resolved, "We'll deal with her later!"
When President Barton arrived, he checked Arabella's pulse and was relieved to find her condition stabilizing.
After taking her blood for tests, he discovered, "This poison is incredibly potent. How did Arabella manage to hold on for so long
and still instruct others on how to prepare the antidote?"
Such resilience went beyond the ordinary—Arabella was no normal girl.
"Was the poison that strong?" Louisa asked, her heart aching even more.
"If an average person were poisoned like this, they wouldn't last long or be nearly as coherent. The pain she experienced is akin to
undergoing a cesarean section without anesthesia—twice the agony."
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