The Princess and the Paupers Novel Full Episode novel Chapter 1413

Chapter 1413

"Aunt Eunice."

Eunice turned at the sound of the voice, her face breaking into a warm smile.

"Ah, you're here?"

Arabella walked in, her demeanor as nonchalant as if she were at a high society ball, not a dingy backroom where a man lay beaten within an inch of his life. Her expression remained unfazed.

Eunice admired her niece's bravery and composure all over again.

"You wanted to see me, Aunt Eunice?"

"Do you recognize this man?"

Arabella's gaze swept over the barely conscious figure. "Nope, never seen him before."

"Last night, I got a tip-off. Someone on the dark web put a pretty penny on your head." Eunice's eyes fell on the man before them. "I had some people trace his IP address, and we pulled him out of the shadows."

Only then did Arabella understand why her aunt had rushed off the phone last night, leaving her to entertain Romeo and Martin without a proper goodbye—it had been for this.

"Has he said anything?" Arabella asked, her voice as cool as a breeze.

"Not a word,” Eunice replied, scrutinizing the man. She had been working him over for thirty minutes, yet not a peep. “Tough guy, it seems."

As Arabella's slender fingers brushed the man’s wrist, he instinctively tried to pull away, but the ropes held him fast.

He didn't know what Arabella was up to, and his eyes were filled with wariness and suspicion.

The man remained mute, his eyes as empty as before, as if waiting for death's embrace.

"Is their reach even greater than my aunt and uncle's?” Arabella found this intriguing. “Who have I managed to offend that's such a big shot? Doom?"

The man looked at Arabella with a flicker of surprise before quickly hiding it, shifting his gaze away.

"Doom's backbone is broken, and its remnants are too busy licking their wounds to bother with me. So, this person must be someone I know, and our enmity runs deep"

Arabella smiled faintly and continued, “Since I've quessed this much, it's only a matter of time before I find out on my own. A bit more effort, that’s all. If you spill the beans now, you'll save me the trouble, and I might even help you fake your own death. Start a new life under a new identity. You've got two days to think it through."

After making her offer, Arabella glanced at her aunt. “Let's go, Aunt Eunice."

Eunice was taken aback by how her niece had managed to get the man to contemplate his choices with just a few words. As they left the basement, she couldn't help but wonder aloud, “Bella, have you been interrogating people often? I'm suddenly very curious about your other talents. Do you have any secret identities I don't know about?"