The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 2066

Louisa's heart ached even more as she considered the pain her daughter had endured.

"How did she bear it? Twice the agony. That must have been excruciating."

Upon hearing this, Romeo felt as if an invisible hand was squeezing his heart, the pain so intense that

it left him breathless.

Arabella had been enduring such soul-tearing pain, chatting with him nonchalantly and even comforting

him in return.

That damn Yolanda, he wanted to skin her alive and pull out her tendons right then and there.

"All these years, Arabella's been used to handling everything on her own. But she forgets she's only

nineteen after the New Year's, still just a child." President Barton found himself fighting back tears.

"She needs to rest more from now on, and stick to a light diet."

"Thank you, Mr. Barton, for making the trip," Louisa said gratefully. "I've had some late-night snacks

prepared. Please, have something to eat before you consider heading back."

"No, I must be going, but thank you for your kindness. There's something important I need to attend to."

President Barton gestured to the blood analysis results he was holding, indicating, "With these results

and the antidote Bella concocted, I've got a lead on the poison she was afflicted with. Next, I need to

find the person researching this poison."

Such a potent poison should never have found its way to the market, into the hands of the

unscrupulous.

The researcher behind this poison, are they simply after money, or could they be connected to the

puppet master that the kid has been investigating.

Following this lead could offer some assistance. Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

"The antidote the kid prepared is spot on, not too much, not too little. Rest assured, she's pulled

through."

"Thank you so much." Louisa personally saw him to the door.

At one in the morning, Arabella's room remained closed.

"I hope she's alright." Louisa couldn't help but worry.

"Mr. Barton said she's made it through, she just needs rest due to her weakened state." Kenneth

started, then turned to Romeo, who was sitting on the living room couch. "Romeo, I've had some

snacks prepared. Go have something to eat and then rest in the guest room."

Romeo, seated on the second-floor couch, directly opposite Arabella's room, would be the first to see

her if she emerged.

"Mr. Kenneth, I'm not hungry," Romeo said, his voice grounded with concern. "You all go rest. Once

Bella wakes up, I'll keep her company."

"But."

"I'm not tired," Romeo explained. "I won't be able to sleep until I see Bella come out. You both have

been worried sick all night; you should rest first. Plus, you'll need your strength to deal with Yolanda

later."

Eventually, Kenneth and Louisa let themselves be persuaded, heading downstairs while instructing that

the snacks be brought up for Romeo.

But Romeo didn't touch the food, his gaze fixed on the girl's door, as he pulled out his phone and

issued some orders.

Past six in the morning, Arabella opened her door, and Romeo quickly stood up. "Feeling better?"

She hadn't expected him to have kept vigil all night.

It was impossible not to be moved.

His eyes showed traces of red, yet his gaze remained deep and devoted. Coոtent of Drąмąոovеls.cоm

Romeo stepped forward and embraced her, his voice tinged with distress, "Are you still in pain?"